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Show A-14 The Park Record Meetings and agendas Wed/Thurs/Fri, March 21-23, 2018 Core saMples By Jay Meehan TO PUBLISH YOUR PUBLIC NOTICES AND AGENDAS, PLEASE EMAIL CLASSIFIEDS@PARKRECORD.COM Eye candy AGENDA SUMMIT COUNTY COUNCIL Wednesday, March 21, 2018 “Everything changes and nothing is more vulnerable than the beautiful.” ~ Edward Abbey NOTICE is hereby given that the Summit County Council will meet in session Wednesday, March 21, 2018, at the Sheldon Richins Building, 1885 West Ute Blvd, Park City, UT 84098 (All times listed are general in nature, and are subject to change by the Council Chair) 12:20 PM Closed Session – Litigation (90 min); Property acquisition (75 min) 3:05 PM - Move to auditorium 3:15 PM Work Session 1) Pledge of Allegiance 2) 3:20 PM - Discussion regarding proposed amendments to Summit County Engineering Standards Title 10, Chapter 10 of the Summit County Code (Snyderville Basin Development Code) and Title 10, Chapter 8 of the Summit County Code (Eastern Summit County Development Code); Michael Kendell and Jami Brackin (30 min) 3:50 PM Consideration of Approval 1) Discussion and possible adoption of Resolution Number 2018-05, a Resolution Adopting the Summit County Class B and Class D Road System Existing on the Summit County GIS System as of 4-14-2018; Michael Kendell and Jami Brackin 2) 4:20 PM - Discussion and possible approval of request by Sheriff’s Office to appropriate a “2003 EXIS Horse Trailer” to public interest use, and designate the property or the proceeds; Detective Ronald C. Bridge 3) 4:35 PM - Council Comments 4) 4:45 PM - Manager Comments 5) 4:55 PM - Council Minutes dated March 7, 2018, and March 12, 2018 5:00 PM Work Session, continued 1) Presentation by WCEC Engineering, Inc., regarding Jeremy Interchange and the Jeremy Area Projects; Derrick Radke (60 min) 6:00 PM Public Input 6:30 PM – 7:30 PM – Some Council Members may attend the open house re: Jeremy Interchange and the Jeremy Area Projects held in Conference Room 133 One or more members of the County Council may attend by electronic means, including telephonically or by Skype. Such members may fully participate in the proceedings as if physically present. The anchor location for purposes of the electronic meeting is the Sheldon Richins Building auditorium, 1885 W. Ute Blvd., Park City, Utah Individuals with questions, comments, or needing special accommodations pursuant to the Americans with Disabilities Act regarding this meeting may contact Annette Singleton at (435) 336-3025, (435) 615-3025 or (435) 783-4351 ext. 3025 Posted: March 15, 2018 Barista job helps SLC area youth escape homelessness CHRISTOPHER SMART The Salt Lake Tribune SALT LAKE CITY (AP) – The chill new coffee stop in Salt Lake City is staffed with homeless youths, who couldn’t be happier to find themselves on an upward track after some tough times. Maud’s Cafe in the Granary District – the former warehouse and industrial area that’s undergoing a makeover – gives young adults a chance to get training and job experience and work for an hourly wage. “All I can say is I’m grateful. The people here are amazing,” said Jennifer Salceda, 18. “And they believe in me. It changes everything – you start to believe in yourself.” The operation was launched in January by Volunteers of America-Utah and is next to the nonprofit’s Homeless Youth Resource Center. “It’s real cool, and I like doing it – it’s laid back here and nice,” Salceda said. “My favorite drink to make is a latte because you can do art on top with the foam.” For Salceda, who lives at the resource center, the VOA is a godsend. She got kicked out of her Kearns home in December and was living in a nearby park with her boyfriend. “There was that feeling that we were helpless and couldn’t get out of it,” she recalled. “There were times we were angry and depressed and crying, missing our families.” Maud’s is open from 7 a.m. to 2 p.m. Monday through Friday. Beyond coffee, the offerings include bagels, croissants and a host of other baked goods, along with burritos, salads, sandwiches and soup. The homeless baristas – or interns – are paid $8 per hour through the program, which is tailored to each individual, manager Kiara Polee said. “We see where they are along their personal journey and help them with social and personal skills, as well as job training,” Polee said. “The idea is to make them really great employees.” Another Maud’s intern, Hope Jones, 19, graduated with honors from Highland High School when she was 17. She had been in foster care for three years while her mother was in prison. About the time Jones finished high school, she was reunited with her mother. But times were tough because, as a felon, her mother couldn’t find work. Jones set off for Los Angeles. But the sojourn proved to be difficult. Eventually, she made her way back to Salt Lake City. “There were days when I was starving and had nowhere to sleep. I came back from L.A. in December and was really struggling,” she said. “This place really saved me. . It helped me stay off drugs and got me back to a productive life.” Maud’s and the VOA resource center provide a community of young people who all have faced tough challenges at an early age. “It’s nice to be here because people can relate,” Jones said. “They can confide in me and I can confide in them, and they don’t judge me. Pain is pain.” Jones has worked a variety of jobs, including cleaning restrooms at Salt Lake City International Airport. Like Salceda, she enrolled in a certified nursing assistant program and needs only to pass the state certification before she can begin work. She’s already had several interviews. The future, Jones said, looks bright. It will take a lot of work, but she can imagine her life one year from now when she hopes to have her own apartment and a car. The cafe was the brainchild of Jessica Norie, president of Artspace, which has its Greenery and Solar Gardens projects nearby, explained Cathleen Sparrow, VOA’s chief development officer. Artspace owns the building that houses Maud’s. “Jessica came to VOA and said, ‘We want a coffee shop for our tenants,”’ Sparrow said. “It was an offer we couldn’t refuse.” The cafe training program is 12 weeks long. The interns’ hours are built around their studies and other programming, Sparrow explained. VOA hopes 24 interns will complete the program each year. William Heinig, 21, wants to be a truck driver. He had been homeless since June 2016, when he arrived in Utah. Originally from the Syracuse, New York, area, Heinig found his way west after being kicked out of the house. “I was in the legal system (for criminal mischief),” he explained. “My mom was sick and tired of me being in the system, so I had to fend for myself.” As a practicing Mormon, Heinig wanted to come to Salt Lake City. The church paid his airfare here, but he soon found himself at The Road Home shelter. After a month or so, he was directed to VOA’s Homeless Youth Resource Center. “It’s a good thing there are people out there who care,” he said of VOA and its partners. “Now I’m doing what I need to get back on my feet.” After living at the resource center, Heinig was able to get into the nonprofit’s transitional housing for men. He now is looking forward to completing a commercial driving program through Salt Lake Community College. “Once I get my (commercial driver license), I can work for UTA as a bus driver and then get on with a trucking company,” he said. “I highly recommend the VOA; they have a lot of resources.” The young baristas add to Maud’s vibe, said businesswoman Julie Coates, who lives nearby at Artspace and likes to hang out at the new cafe. “I come here as often as I can. I do a lot of work here,” she said. “They nailed it with the design. It’s amazing.” Gas prices set to increase ASSOCIATED PRESS SALT LAKE CITY – Gasoline prices in the Salt Lake City area have increased more than 2 cents in the past week. GasBuddy.com reports the average retail price of a gallon of gas in the area is $2.32. That’s according to a survey of 380 gas outlets. Gas prices in Salt Lake City Sunday were almost 11 cents a gallon lower than a year ago and around about 10 cents lower than a month ago. GasBuddy.com senior petro- leum analyst Patrick DeHaan says seasonal factors continue to affect gas prices. He says gas prices nationwide this spring will be between 10 percent and 25 percent higher than a year ago. The national average has increased about 3 cents per gallon in the past week, to $2.54. The interior of Pete’s RockN-Rye saloon up on the outskirts of Evanston has always presented itself to the eye as if cinematographer Vilmos Zsigmond had shot it using one of his leftover period lens filters from “Heaven’s Gate.” Not that the in-your-face Old Western authenticity and grittiness of the scene is anything less than pleasing to the cultural sensibility or, on the other end of the scale, possesses a “Hollywood” texture. Not by a long shot. This is a fabric that warms and shields during a time when comfort and protection are in short supply. For many of the Utah persuasion, Pete’s has long been the flickering light at the end of that tunnel that is Echo Canyon. Over time, a deep need of peace and erudition has nudged pilgrims northward to the promised land of whiskey and enlightened discourse. It’s like a massage parlor for the damaged psyche. No appointment necessary. You see, the entirety of the West, historical, geological, geographical, biological, political, literary, and cinematic, is embodied both in the now nondescript (exterior-wise) former jewel of the Old Lincoln Highway and the humble encyclopedically-minded saloon-keep behind the bar. And that would be Stan Taggart, one-time teenage documentary photographer, rocket scientist, bodybuilder, “Mr. Utah” titleholder, and candidate for Sheriff of Morgan County turned amateur paleontologist, ethnomusicologist, historian of the macro-discipline, dispenser of libations, and mentor to all. Over St. Paddy’s Day weekend, a couple of us requiring just such therapy partook of the pilgrimage to Pete’s. We took in the eye-candy splattered across the walls includ- ing the Richard Avedon gallery within the ladies’ powder room. It seems Mr. Avedon, in lieu of his share of the overhead while embedded at Pete’s during his shoot of what was to become “In the American West,” passed on to Stan a sort of “greatest hits” sheaf of prints from his golden-era. The men’s room at Pete’s plays host to, bar none, the most interesting frontier history photo gallery in existence. There are so many clippings crammed into such a perfectly There are so many clippings crammed into such a perfectly intimate and well-suited space that it takes a whoppin’ thirst or impatient knock at the door to nudge you back out to the bar.” intimate and well-suited space that it takes a whoppin’ thirst or impatient knock at the door to nudge you back out to the bar. Then there is the rest of the saloon with its gallery of larger-format eye candy, from bare-breasted beauties to photos taken at the afterparty for the driving of the Golden Spike up at Promontory Point back in 1869. Butch and Sundance would love this joint. But it’s within the whiskey and the proprietor that reside the relevant cruxes of the matter. Not that Stan partakes of the former while tending his flock these days. That particular chore is left up to us on the other side of the forehead-furrowed slab of timber running the width of the cultural pantheon itself. Stan’s abstinence from fire- water is not due to a bout of late-onset maturity or anything but, more to the point, the matter of him putting in eleven-miles of running with pronghorn antelopes each morning. The pronghorns, being the fastest land animals in North America, would pick up on any cloudiness in either his vision or his stride immediately. We of the clientele persuasion, however, assumed duties for the evening that were much more concerned with the total depletion of the Jameson Irish whiskey stock Stan kept on hand. A mission we successfully accomplished. Not that our collective stride went unaffected. In case word got out about our chicanery and there just happened to be a posse chewin’ our dust the next day as we hightailed it back to our hideout in Utah, we attempted to give them the slip utilizing the legendary Wanship loop and Woodenshoe-cutoff. We shook ‘em off our trail soon enough. The luck of the Irish remained with us when we caught sight of the “open” sign out front of the William J. Kranstover Gallery in Peoa. The day, being colder than both a well-diggers posterior and a witch’s augmentation, soon had us scrambling through the front door. Kranny’s natural warmth and glowing smile awaited the faithful within. You’ll have that. The dude has long been a renewable resource and a most wonderful and creative fine-artist. Going back to he and Kubie’s “There’s no ballin’ like pin-ballin’” mantra during a golden age on historic Main Street, Kranny has been a treasure. But that’s a topic for another day and another column. Jay Meehan is a culture junkie and has been an observer, participant, and chronicler of the Park City and Wasatch County social and political scenes for more than 40 years. red Card roberts By Amy Roberts All the worries in the world Last week my three and a half year old niece, Addison, came for a visit. She brought with her both her mom (my sister), and my mom (her grandma). The plan going into the weekend was to teach Addison how to ski. Or, more accurately, have an experienced instructor at Deer Valley teach her while I cheered her on and my sister and mother took photos and sipped lattes. I’ve been wanting Addison to learn how to ski since the day she entered this world, and I wanted her to learn the right way. Or at least a better way than I learned — which was by typing “Teach yourself how to ski” into a Google search bar back when websites had little more sophistication than a Word document. There were no fancy tutorials or instructional videos back then. Just a written ten-step plan I could print out, which consisted of helpful tidbits like: Step 1. Do not fall getting off the chairlift. Step 2. Do not use the words “pizza” or “French fry” if you’re older than four. Step 3. Point skis downhill. There were other tips, but few offered anything exceptionally practical. So I learned to ski the old-fashioned way: trial, error, and orthopedic surgeries. This was not a method to try with my niece. Mostly because my sister is not a person anyone would consider relaxed. In fact, I’m quite certain she is the only parent who has ever needed to take a Xanax prior to enrolling her child in a one-hour ski lesson. Keeping my sister reasonably calm while making sure my niece was enjoying her lesson turned out to be a bit of a balancing act. Every time Addison said she loved skiing, Michele panicked she was going too fast, demanded a slower speed, and suggested taking a break. I suspect someone took discrete photos of her hovering absurdity and my sister is now part of a viral internet meme about anxiety. Maybe it’s because I was the middle child, but my parents rarely seemed to notice or comment when I did anything marginally reckless.” For as long as I can remember, Michele has always been a worst-case scenario worrier. She’s the kind of person who, when reading online reviews, only wants to see the one-star comments, so she’ll “know exactly what’s wrong with it.” I’m convinced my sister’s abnormal worry will either make Addison fearful of ever trying anything new, or send her in the opposite direction and she’ll pursue a career as a stunt double. I’m not entirely sure how she got this way. As kids, I remember her telling me not to climb on things, or swing too high, or run too fast. Maybe it’s because I was the middle child, but my parents rarely seemed to notice or comment when I did anything marginally reckless. I remember my dad signing me up for softball when I was five or six years old. One day I told him I was afraid the ball would hit me and he responded, “Don’t worry. If that happens, we have insurance.” When I learned to drive, my parents didn’t badger me about wearing my seatbelt or going too fast. Instead, my dad told me, “At some point, you’re going to get in a wreck. When you do, hit a Ford, not a Mercedes.” On the contrary, my sister has become the parent whose kid wears safety goggles to the grocery store. Despite this, I’m happy to report Addison loved skiing. Almost as much as she loved riding the magic carpet. Who knew a snow treadmill would be the highlight of her vacation? Actually, it ranked second among the highlights. The first being that the car seat I borrowed for her had two cup holders. It’s the thing I love best about being around a toddler — they can be so easily delighted. Like they don’t have a worry in the world. If only the same could be said of her mother. Amy Roberts is a freelance writer, longtime Park City resident and the proud owner of two rescued Dalmatians, Stanley and Willis. Follow her on Twitter @amycroberts. New Equipment is expensive The Park Record’s “Help Wanted” section has the jobs you need to support your gear addiction |