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Show A-18 The Park Record Meetings and agendas Sat/Sun/Mon/Tues, October 6-9, 2018 More Dogs on Main By Tom Clyde TO PUBLISH YOUR PUBLIC NOTICES AND AGENDAS, PLEASE EMAIL CLASSIFIEDS@PARKRECORD.COM Calendars in the news Notice is hereby given that the Snyderville Basin Planning Commission will meet in regular session Tuesday, October 9, 2018 Location: Sheldon Richins Building (Library), 1885 West Ute Boulevard, Park City, UT 84098 AGENDA Agenda items may or may not be discussed in the order listed. 4:30 p.m. Regular Session 1. Public input for items not on the agenda or pending applications. 2. Public hearing and possible action regarding a Conditional Use Permit for a private recreation and athletic facility with a training room and accessory apartment attached; 532 East Westwood Road; SL-B-124; Van with I-Build Utah, representing the applicant. – Ray Milliner, Principal Planner DRC Updates Commission Comments Director Items Adjourn A majority of Snyderville Basin Planning Commission members may meet socially after the meeting. If so, the location will be announced by the Chair or Vice-Chair. County business will not be conducted. 3. Public hearing and possible action regarding possible amendments to Chapters 1 and 2 of the Snyderville Basin Development Code. – Ray Milliner, Principal Planner and Jennifer Strader, Senior Planner To view staff reports available after Friday, October 5, 2018 please visit: www.summitcounty.org Work Session Individuals needing special accommodations pursuant to the Americans with Disabilities Act regarding this meeting may contact Melissa Hardy, Summit County Community Development Department, at (435) 6153157. 1. Continued discussion regarding possible amendments to the RR/MR/HS sections of Chapter 3 of the Snyderville Basin Development Code. – Ray Milliner, Principal Planner and Jennifer Strader, Senior Planner Continued from A-14 Mountain Town deal? The executive director of the Colorado Department of Transportation offered to meet with the Vail Town Council this week. Michael Lewis, the director of C-DOT since last December, has some experience with highway tunneling. In Boston, he directed the Central Artery Tunnel project, more commonly known as The Big Dig. For Vail, the highway has long been a mixed blessing. It makes for easy transportation. Unlike Aspen, there’s no maddening congestion. But there is pollution, most notably noise. One long-term resident said last year she no longer ever ventures out onto her front porch that overlooks the valley. It’s just too loud, she said. In 2004, the din and roar spurred a study of five alternatives. The idea of a cut-and-cover of I-70 for eight miles through Vail was discarded soon because of Posted: October 5, 2018 Published: October 6, 2018 – The Park Record the cost, in the range of $2.8 billion to $3.5 billion. The idea was that the highway would be put underground then covered, with the land above used for limited residential and commercial real estate development but also for open space, a city street and wildlife passages. The other four options all envisioned tunnels under Vail Mountain. That would be the route from Vail Pass and would bypass Vail. The study found those options pricey, too, running into the billions. C-DOT has total revenue this year of $1.6 billion. Vail town officials have taken a keen interest in the last year in understanding the great changes in transportation now beginning. This meeting, however, was initiated by the state, says Suzanne Silverthorne, the town spokeswoman. Some in Whitefish reject this New Code of the West WHITEFISH, Mont. – The ski town of Whitefish does not want to extend a welcoming hand to those attending a conference in mid-October. The New Code of the West conference has invited Ammon Bundy to speak. The name Bundy in the West has become synonymous with those who think the federal government should have no role in public lands, that the lands should be in private hands. Clive Bundy, Ammon’s father, refused to pay the Bureau of Land Management for grazing his cattle on public lands in Nevada. He argued that the federal government had no right to own vast acres of lands. His bill for grazing rights ran to more than $1 million. In 2016, his son Ammon and a second son, along with other armed protestors, seized control of the Malheur National Wildlife Refuge in Oregon. The Whitefish Pilot reports pushback from some local residents, including state legislator Bob Brown. “By Inviting Ammon Bundy, organizers and participants of this event are attempting to normalize the seizure of public lands and to legitimize threats against federal and local law enforcement,” he said. Another speaking out against the event was Richard Hildner, a member of the city council. “Two years ago, a group of neo-Nazis and white supremacists wanted to hold a rally in Whitefish, and the people of Whitefish stood together against that divisiveness,” he said. “The New Code of the West event brings with it a similar divisiveness that we rejected two years ago, and we reject now.” Romney candidacy adds urgency to election security Lt. Gov. says mail less vulnerable to espionage LINDSAY WHITEHURST Associated Press SALT LAKE CITY — Mitt Romney’s Senate candidacy has added urgency to efforts to beef up election security and guard against the threat of voting interference from Russian hackers, Utah officials said Tuesday. The presence of the onetime Republican presidential candidate and Russia critic on the ballot is among the reasons the state is taking additional steps to ensure the Nov. 6 election is secure, said Lt. Gov. Spencer Cox. The state has updated voting equipment, invested in additional monitoring software and ramped up testing of its cyber defenses with the help of federal agencies like the Department of Homeland Security, he said. U.S. states have been scrambling to guard against Russian hackers who targeted election systems in at least 21 states in 2016. There has been no indication any vote tallies were changed, but the nation’s intelligence chiefs have warned about an ongoing threat of Russian interference. Romney, who once called Russia the United States’ greatest geopolitical threat, is favored in the race against Democrat Jenny Wilson for the U.S. Senate seat left open by the retirement of Republican Orrin Hatch. A number of hot-button issues like medical marijuana also are on the ballot. Utah is somewhat unusual in that most of its voting is done by mail. Officials expect 90 percent of those casting ballots to do so by mail next month. Cox said that system tends to be less vulnerable to large-scale hacking since most of the votes are cast on paper and tabulated by a machine that’s not connected to the internet, though the results are transmitted from counties to the state online and posted on a state website. The paper record from mail-in ballots gives the state something to fall back on if something goes wrong. New voting machines in 21 counties this year also leave a stronger paper trail. Utah was not among the states whose election systems were targeted by in 2016, but state-run websites already fend off up to 1 billion attacks in a single day from Russia, China and elsewhere, Cox said. “It’s just the state of play in the world right now,” he said. Voters across the country and the political spectrum are reporting a heightened sense of mistrust in U.S. election systems. “Over the last 30-plus years we haven’t seen a level of distrust of our institutions that we’re seeing now,” Cox said. The fall colors have been absolutely beautiful this year. It felt like they got off to a slow start, and as dry as it’s been, I was afraid it would all turn brown and fall off. This last week has been amazing, and I’ve spent a lot of time outside just gaping at the color. Time well spent, if you ask me. But the combination of the leaves turning and the rare phenomenon of a little rain has me thinking of winter. The snow guns are in place at the resort so that when it gets cold, maybe this weekend and into next week, they can start making some snow. The source of the water they will use to make it is anybody’s guess, but there is something dripping out of the Spiro Tunnel. I’m not entirely ready for winter to set in, and have no objection to a few more weeks of warm weather to enjoy the colors. But it’s getting to be that time of year. I looked at a calendar, and noticed a printed entry that Daylight Saving Time begins this weekend. Already?! I’m easily confused, but that really threw me. Is it time to change the clocks already? And, wait a minute, doesn’t Daylight Saving Time end in the fall, not begin? It didn’t make sense, but it was printed right there on my “Classic Tractors” calendar, so who am I to question it. I was bummed out about the time change all week. It’s OK having it light when I get up, but I hate having it get dark in the late afternoon. The shift always throws me off for about a week. I mentioned it to a friend who gave me the “are you crazy” look. He googled it, and confirmed that we change the clocks a month from now, in November, same as always. When I got home, I took a closer look at my calendar. It really said that Daylight Saving Time begins (and in very small print) in parts of Australia. Australian holidays make no sense at all. The Queen’s Birthday is different days in different Australian states, so she has three or four birthdays a year. No wonder she’s so old. So that problem is solved. Why my calendar with pictures of classic American farm machinery has Australian holidays on it remains a mystery. New Zealand Labour Day, with the “u,” is coming up soon. Start making your plans. Why not pull it and name somebody who doesn’t have a cloud of alleged sexual misconduct and alcoholism to deal with?” The calendar isn’t the only thing that has me confused. The whole mess around Brett Kavanaugh’s nomination for the Supreme Court is both confusing and dispiriting. I have no idea what the outcome will be, and things move abruptly and unpredictably enough that anything could happen between the time I mash the “send” button to turn this in and the printed paper arriving on Saturday. The world could be entirely different by then. But there’s just a lot of weird stuff there. For example, Arizona Senator Jeff Flake was briefly a national hero. And what exactly was he act of heroism? He did his job. That’s such a rare thing among members of Congress that when somebody actually does their job, they don’t know how to react. After a couple of women confronted him in an elevator, Flake found the spine to stand up and say, “we really don’t have the information we need to make a responsible decision here, let’s get the FBI to look into it for a week.” It was a shocking act of courage. Meanwhile, Utah’s favorite dinosaur, Orrin Hatch, said that he found Christine Blasey Ford, who testified on national television that Kavanaugh sexually assaulted her in high school, to be “attractive,” and “pleasing.” Ugh. A key piece of evidence in the hearing was Kavanaugh’s calendar from high school, 35 years ago. It did not appear to have pictures of tractors. Or beer. That seems very strange. In high school, I didn’t need a calendar of appointments, and whatever system I had for keeping track of things, I certainly didn’t save it for 35 years. Of course, I didn’t go to an elite private school. Maybe if I had, I would understand why it would be important to know, 35 years later, that soccer practice was at 4:00 on Thursday. Frankly, saving the calendar is so strange as to be disqualifying. The Republicans are determined to force it to a vote. I don’t get it. Qualified people with similarly conservative views are a dime a dozen. Why not pull it and name somebody who doesn’t have a cloud of alleged sexual misconduct and alcoholism to deal with? Neil Gorsuch was appointed and confirmed without any of this stuff. It’s not like the only alternative would be Trump appointing a Ginsburg clone. For Flake’s act of heroism, we got a fig leaf of an FBI investigation (they interviewed 10 people, but not Ford or Kavanaugh). Who needs actual facts? He went to Yale. Isn’t that enough? Tom Clyde practiced law in Park City for many years. He lives on a working ranch in Woodland and has been writing this column since 1986. Sunday in the Park By Teri Orr What love looks like... My fall getaway changed course, I booked my tickets to attend a wedding in Palm Springs. I landed in San Francisco and instead of driving down the coast as planned I ended up in Berkeley, on a houseboat with friends. We picked up a third friend and went right to dinner. The four of us started dissecting Brett Kavanaugh — weeks before he appeared before the Senate to declare he liked beer. We are of an age — we remember him involved in the Clinton White House investigation of the death of Vincent Foster. In a neighborhood Italian restaurant, with no dumb music to drown out conversation, the magazine mogul and two men who teach happiness globally and I were eating pasta, picking up conversations where we had left off almost a year ago. Midday morning Sunday we reassembled in a dim sum restaurant so authentic we were the only non-Asians. The conversation was just as intense as the night before but I was slightly distracted by the clear view of the Golden Gate and Bay bridges. Later, Greg and I walked the harbor where the boat lived. We saw heron, osprey, plenty of gulls, and harbor seals. We talked of our children and our more than “midlife” reflections. (Years ago when I turned 50 a friend said, “Don’t let anyone fool you into thinking 50 is middle age unless you think you are living to be 100.”) By dinner time we were in the highest hills in Berkeley — where Rick and Greg introduced me to one of their oldest friends, who had catered the Bread and Roses tour for Joan Baez. She cooked us a fabulous meal and we all kept talking politics as we Boomers do. Next day we flew to Palm Springs and stayed the night in their place where the mountain meets most mornings with a purple shadow. Then they dropped me off in Los Angeles to check out a friend’s new hotel. Which was followed by a night in a Parkite’s place on the ocean. Then I picked up a rental car and drove back to Palm Springs for the reason for the trip ... the wedding. Everything was thoughtful, intentional — a reflection of the young couple who live in Southern California but got engaged in Park City, where the bride’s family has had a home for decades. I knew some of the guests but mostly the small gathering was family. We stayed in bungalows in a classic place where the trees were heavy with limes. At the rehearsal dinner we had lots of giggles learning about who had traveled from the East Coast (most of the groom’s people) and how we all knew the couple. After dinner there were speakeasies in bungalows you discovered on your own. It was playful. Just like Kelsey and Jeremy — the bride and groom. The next afternoon, we gathered in the shadow of the mountain. The couple stood in the tiny gazebo where not an hour before there had been a lively ping-pong game. The bride’s sister had assembled the other attendees — in another time she would have been called the Maid of Honor. This modern woman decided the title was dated. They agreed the Best Man should have a Best Lady. At the party the night before, Madison and I had changed her title again, to Best Woman — because. The officiant led us through a special ceremony. In all my years of having weddings and attending them this was new — the warming of the rings. He explained before the couple put on those rings for life they wanted those gathered to touch them and place their intentions for the couple on that metal. The rings passed through the crowd on a tiny dish — tied together. And when the dish moved from person to person you saw us all consider our dreams for them and hold them for a moment to remember dreams of our own. Their vows included a space where they recognized how lucky they were to marry the person they loved. How it hadn’t always been so in this county. They spoke of their friends in the LGBT community and people of color who only recently — in the span of our history — could freely marry who they loved. Then some words on partnerships from the groom’s grandmother and the bride’s grandfather. A tossing of petals when the couple threw up their hands in a victory salute as they walked down the tiny aisle. It was all — simply spectacular. The dinner on a great lawn included musical introductions of all the bridesmaids and groomsmen from the stage. Then the music changed and so had the bride, who has danced most of her young life (she now works in serious issues of women’s reproductive rights but she still kicks). She had on a silverly fringed dress. Kelsey danced with Jeremy and her high kicks, deep plunges and dizzying spins were unlike any dated first dance. The toasts by the Best Man and Best Woman were carefully chosen. Madison, the aforementioned Best Woman, had asked each of the pair their favorite book. While Jeremy’s A Hundred Years of Solitude didn’t yield any “just right “quote- her sister’s, The History of Love -did. “Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering.” That’s when I cried. Love, real love, is forged in messy stuff. Of careers and families and mental illness and addictions, of loss and joy and creating a family together that combines messy tribes. These two, who love so passionately were surrounded by folks selected to bear witness -to hold their love in our hearts. Which I do now. I look forward to a time when can sneak again to the top of the water tower here and watch a sunset over Old Town. I need to remember how precious it is to have learned to love by spending Sundays in the Park... Teri Orr is a former editor of The Park Record. She is the director of the Park City Institute, which provides programming for the George S. and Dolores Doré Eccles Center for the Performing Arts. |