The Politics of Change

Basically what I learned yesterday is that I live in a good neighborhood with good citizens. It’s true they are older people, but they did, in effect, build this city. I even went to school with many of their kids. Sukie and I were the younger ones in the bunch and I really (naively) thought we’d go, find out that we were going to have to move, and then we’d hear about the project, and leave.

No, this meeting wasn’t called by UDOT, it was demanded by the residents of our neighborhood. I’d wager over half the neighborhood showed up! They had to add chairs!

Everyone was really raring to get a piece of this guy, but in the end it turns out nobody looses their property, the intersection actually moves fast moving traffic further away from my house, shortens the commute for some assholes elsewhere, and my neighborhood, even those not close to the freeway or busy street, just don’t want to see people leave.

So, West Valley, and people of my neighborhood, I am here for quite a few years longer.

I even heard a guy say to his friend ‘This is what happens when you give one party control of the state!’ – and I was like, ‘DUDE!’

I guess my neighborhood really rocks more than I thought it did.

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One Response to The Politics of Change

  1. sukie says:

    It was also nice to start meeting the neighbors. .

    A major downfall of not being apart of the church is we don’t know most of our neighbors.

    We might try to find out with the neighborhood watch is and join in on that.

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