On a recent night, it was cold, dreary and I passed the time reviewing the City’s Annual Financial Report. Yeah, I’m a bit of a nerd about stuff like that. Anyway, the report totals a staggering sixty-two pages. Why, just the summary fills five, but detailed on those pages is the fate of every dollar that enters the City’s coffers – over $79,000,000 of them. That was the total revenue in 2018; taxes, grants, and utility revenue. On a lark,…..
The City of Washington Engineering Department has but one employee, Ed Barnett. Ed has been the City Engineer since 1986 – that’s thirty-three years helping Washington grow and prosper. Few ever encounter Ed as he goes about his duties. Those who do quickly learn to rely on his experience and knowledge. He is a Registered Professional Engineer, Land Surveyor, and a Washington native. After graduating from Purdue in 1970, he worked on the Gil Hodges Bridge, and parts of I-64…..
Perhaps the most overlooked department in Washington is Animal Control which operates out of a small frame building near Perdue. It’s three-member staff quietly go about their business. The manager, Beth Trousdale, has been there for ten years, and her assistant, Rex Davis, has been there sixteen. During that time Animal Control has evolved into a state-of-the-art Animal Shelter that handles about eight hundred animals a year. Surprisingly over half of those animals come from outside the city limits. From…..
The Washington Parks and Recreation Department is probably best known for Christmas in the park. Every year they put up more than 50,000 Christmas lights. It’s a labor of love that transforms Eastside Park into a wonderland of snowmen, elves, sleighs and Christmas trees. You can even tune into a local radio broadcast to hear Christmas music as you cruise the park. The tradition, which began in the late 1970s or early 80s, attracts visitors from outside the county. It’s…..
“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us….” – Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities Boonville and…..
“To solve, or not to solve–that is the question: Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer The indifference and incompetence of others Or to take arms against vexing problems And by opposing, end them.” –(my apologies to Shakespeare) When I entered the workforce forty years ago, I was but a young engineer – fresh-faced and overflowing with the confidence of youth. Like all twenty-somethings, I had little real-world experience, but armed with an engineering degree I was eager to tackle…..
Cities developed as population centers to exploit agricultural products, natural resources, transportation routes, and later industrial production. Historically their first responsibilities were to provide for public safety – law enforcement and fire protection. In time their duties evolved to include essential public works that promoted the health and welfare of their citizens – sanitation, drinking water, streets, stray animal control, street lighting, and power. Or as long-time councilman Blake Chambers says, “plow the streets and keep the lights on.” Later…..
I arrived early that day. Let’s see, that was nearly thirty-seven years ago – February 18th, 1982. It was dark when I pulled up to the hospital. Recently I had made this trip a lot, my wife was near term with our first child and had been confined to bed. Like I said, I got there early – about 5:30 am. Her doctor had scheduled a C-section for 8:00. I was young, and a little nervous. It the eighties, and…..
I took a walk the other morning. It was early, just a hint of rose to the east. It was hot, of course, it is always hot in August. The sun rose as I walked, and I tried to ignore its warmth. Circling the High School, I was glad for the shadow cast by its hulk. At the end of the block I stepped again into the bright morning light, and there it was. It beckoned, this oasis. Brightly colored…..
I’m an early riser, always have been. It must be the milking gene, Dad was too. Way back, about a year and a half ago, I had a little health scare. As a result, nearly every day I meander through Washington. I loop around the Library, climb the hill to the Moose, loop around the golf course, or circle the Lake. Every morning while the world awakes I traverse the town. I love dawn. I love watching the world awake……