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Show -16 The Park Record Meetings and agendas Wed/Thurs/Fri, October 24-26, 201 CoRe saMples By Jay Meehan O PUBLISH YOUR PUBLIC NOTICES AND AGENDAS, PLEASE EMAIL CLASSIFIEDS@PARKRECORD.COM AGENDA SUMMIT COUNTY COUNCIL Wednesday, October 24, 2018 NOTICE is hereby given that the Summit County Council will meet in session Wednesday, October 24, 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) 1:30 AM - Closed Session – Property acquisition 90 min) Space Advisory Committee (BOSAC) (60 min) 5:00 PM - Public meeting regarding Utah State Roadless Rule Petition, and approval of recommendations to maintain designations, or reclassify areas; Sean Lewis :00 PM – Move to auditorium :10 PM – Work Session ) Pledge of Allegiance ) 1:15 PM - Mental Health and Substance Abuse Strateic Effect update; Aaron Newman and Mary Christa mith (30 min) ) 1:45 PM - Revenues and contributions discussion; Matt Leavitt (60 min) ) 2:45 PM – Discussion regarding rental policies and reuirements for the Ledges Event Center; Helen trachan, Jami Brackin, Josie Mosher and Mike Crystal 20 min) :05 PM Convene as the Board of Equalization ) Discussion and possible approval of 2018 stipulations; athryn Rockhill and Steve Martin Dismiss as the Board of Equalization :15 PM Consideration of Approval ) Discussion and possible approval of Proclamation No. 018-13, a Proclamation Declaring the Month of Novemer 2018 “Diabetes Awareness Month”; SaRene Brooks nd Aimee Armer ) 3:25 PM - Recognition of Brent Ovard who was awardd the Pickett-Webb Award by Utah Environmental Health Association; Kim Carson ) 3:35 PM - Council Comments ) 3:50 PM - Manager Comments ) Council Minutes dated October 10, 2018 :00 PM – Joint meeting with Snyderville Basin Open 5:30 PM – Public Hearing and possible adoption of Ordinance No. 889, an Ordinance Amending the Snyderville Basin Development Code Section 10-2-10 Modifying the Use of Recreation and Athletic Facilities, Commercial From Prohibited to Low Impact Use in the Service Commercial Zoning District; Sean Lewis 6:00 PM Public Input Public hearing and possible adoption of Ordinance 834D, an Ordinance Amending Ordinance 834 County-Wide Fee Schedule for Summit County; Helen Strachan 6:15 PM - Joint meeting with Snyderville Basin Planning Commission; Pat Putt (60 min) 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: October 19, 2018 Notice is hereby given that the Summit County Board of Adjustment will NOT meet on Thursday, October 25, 2018 The next Board of Adjustment meeting is scheduled for Thursday, November 29, 2018 Published: October 20, 2018-The Park Record letteRs to the editoR Superb opportunity ditor: Right on the heels of utter devastation wrought y Hurricanes Florence and Michael, comes an arming report in the prestigious journal Nature at mitigation of global climate change will reuire a massive switch to plant-based eating. The report concludes that global warming reatens the world’s very food supply, in addion to generating scorching heat, raging wildfires, evastating hurricanes, massive flooding, and risg sea levels. It was compiled by an international anel of 23 climate experts and follows the latest arning about rising temperatures by the Unitd Nations Intergovernmental Panel on Climate hange. A 2010 United Nations report blamed animal griculture for 19 percent of greenhouse gas emisons, 70 percent of freshwater use, and 38 percent land use. Carbon dioxide is emitted by burning rests to create animal pastures and by operating ctory farms. The more damaging methane and trous oxide are released from digestive tracts of ttle and from animal waste cesspools, respecvely. In an environmentally sustainable world, just as e replace fossil fuels by wind, solar, and other ollution-free energy sources, we must also reace meat and dairy products in our diet by vegebles, fruits, and grains. Our next supermarket visit offers a superb oportunity to get started. axton Ryker ark City Solution creates problems ditor: I am responding to Jay Hamburger’s article in e Sept. 24 Park Record. I sympathize with the two houses on Hillside hose stairs end in the middle of the street. Premably, the owners bought their homes years ago hen there was relatively little traffic. The owners ere scared by a foolish driver traveling too fast Old Town and want to be sure that does not appen again. Once again, I sympathize. I wish ere was no traffic in Old Town and all the streets ere nice and wide and had lovely sidewalks. Unfortunately, the solution chosen by the city uses problems for the rest of us who live in Old own. Coming down Hillside, I often now need avoid a potential collision with uphill vehicles ying to avoid the new yellow stripes. Icy winr conditions will make this problem much more angerous. In addition, the speed bump is jarring nd creates wear and tear on all our vehicles every me we go to and from our homes. In sum, the ty has managed to inconvenience all Old Town sidents and create a new traffic hazard without lving the fundamental problem which is that, no atter what speed traffic travels, Hillside is too arrow to accommodate two vehicles plus pedesans. If the city really wants to grease a few very ueaky wheels, it should either widen Hillside nd put in a sidewalk on the uphill side of the reet (expensive) or install pedestrian crosswalks the bottom of each stair case of the complaining on the far side of the guardrail permitting access to those few houses (also expensive). Failing that, perhaps larger signs with the speed limit on them and a warning to look for pedestrians might be an inexpensive solution that puts at least some faith in our ability to read and observe traffic regulations and does not solve old problems by creating new ones. Eric R. Hermann Old Town Contributions could save lives Editor: Park City is the most wonderful and generous town I have ever lived. The outpouring of donations for all of our terrific nonprofits is amazing. As a board member of Playing For Life Foundation I can attest first hand to all of the support from the community and business we receive each year as we raise funds to fight breast cancer. As in years past, we are once again raising funds for the people in our community who cannot afford a mammogram. It is hard to believe but there are many people in our community who are not being screened due to unavailable resources. The research is overwhelming that mammogram screenings and early detection saves lives. Please join with me and support Playing For Life Foundation during LIVE PC GIVE PC and help provide a mammogram to someone in our beloved community who may not have the resources to take a 10 minute test that could save their life. Karen Seaman Park City A simple test Editor: Live PC Give PC is in its ninth year. Amazing! It is that time of year when we stop and reflect on what is important to us as a community. That reflection helps us see what we have done well, and areas we need to work on, what we need to help those who are less fortunate in our community. Playing for Life Foundation has now raised over $1,000,000 to date to help women, and men, yes, men get breast cancer as well, in our community who can not afford to go to the doctor for an exam and a mammogram. A simple test that could prevent the loss of life. A simple test that many of us do yearly without thinking about the cost. A simple test that many amongst us can not do because they don’t have the resources to do so. Playing for Life Foundation’s sole reason for being is to raise and provide money for those people in our community less fortunate who can not afford a simple test. As a board member, and someone with metastatic breast cancer, it pains me to think there are those who can not afford a life saving, simple test. Will you join me in donating this year to Playing for Life Foundation and give the gift of a free exam and mammogram? Your donation will go a long way towards serving the uninsured and underinsured in our community. Your donation, and mine, will help fellow citizens of our community to get a life saving simple test and perhaps even Remembrance of things past “Prine’s stuff is pure Proustian existentialism.” ~ Bob Dylan You could say it began when Cindy from Austin slid herself onto the barstool next to mine. The Alamo Saloon was far from crowded at that time of day back then so it was easy to tell she had something on her mind. She said she wanted to talk and ordered a pitcher of beer; I hunkered down, thirsty for both. She had arrived in town the day previous as point person for an upcoming show at the Egyptian Theater, part of a tour featuring John Prine and Ramblin’ Jack Elliott. She was looking for assistance in promoting said gig. I remained fairly stoic – hard to get, even – considering my pleasure centers were doing backflips. It would seem that, as a disc jockey and newspaper columnist, I had been pointed out to her as someone involved in the then under-the-radar-yet-somewhat-burgeoning Progressive Country music scene and she figured the price of a pitcher of Alamo beer might be an investment risk worth taking. Performance arts-wise, the second half of the ’70s had landed on the historic main drag of the old mining camp turned ski town with a bit of bluegrass, old timey ’60s rock, and folk. What would soon become a live music scene for the ages had yet to get its sea legs. So news that Prine and Ramblin’ Jack would be stopping by caused bells to toll. Having already partaken of some mushroom-centric cross-country skiing shenanigans hereabouts, the upcoming show wouldn’t be Elliott’s first rodeo in Park City. No, indeed, Jack had left ramblin’ residue all over town on his initial stop. Friends who had retrieved him from John Perry Barlow’s bunkhouse up in Cora, Wyo- ming, had also made sure to bring him and his Martin guitar by my late night radio show in Salt Lake. Part of it ended up on vinyl and the finger-picking remains exquisite. Prine, however, loomed familiar solely through his first couple of albums and the compelling countercultural poetry therein. So it was a no-brainer for me to volunteer my vehicle of the time and my very much excitable fan-boy self to take Cindy to Salt Lake International for a pick-up of our two illustrious performers. To this day, I swear that by interpreting the manner in which he measured me visually, I thought I had become his prime suspect. I prepared to be thrown up against the wall and cuffed.” Having been touring the likes of Aspen, Telluride, Steamboat, Sun Valley, and such, the lads emerged from their turbo-prop at the final gate of a somewhat recently added concourse that came to an end somewhere this side of Reno. Prine’s manager, the late Al Bunetta, also tumbled out to complete the threesome. First things first! We adjourned to the bar with nary a dissenting vote, or, as it turned out, a thought as to our deadline for getting the performers to the venue in question. More on that later. The first round arrived and all three, of course, proved to be excellent raconteurs. To the casual observer wearing Han Solo 4D goggles, it must have looked like individual ane dotes caroming off each oth in space. At some point, Al notice that a large ball of what resem bled butcher’s wrap but th contained somewhere north $5,000 in cash, had turned u missing. To this day, I swe that by interpreting the mann in which he measured me v sually, I thought I had becom his prime suspect. I prepare to be thrown up against th wall and cuffed. Once he returned from jaunt back down the concour to an onsite restroom where h discovered, still intact, his wa of cash, we continued to pi onto the cocktail tab we ha opened in his name. Not that I got buzzed but did toss Jack my car keys an jump in back with Prine an Cindy. Thankfully, the Ram blin’ man didn’t so much “ca om” as “careen” as he pilote us back up Parley’s Canyon the Egyptian. Upon arrival, Cindy foun herself very much “in Dutch with the Austin promoters wh were following the tour in re time. They also pulled o their best glares to level at m Having sold out two show our tardiness had caused the much chagrin. I hope Marc Proust found his seat witho too much trouble. What triggered this som what nostalgic trip dow memory lane was an astut ly-penned op-ed in Monday New York Times entitle “John Prine: American Or cle.” Do check it out and d vote. Remember, your flag d cal won’t get you into heave anymore. And as they say, w need him now more than eve Jay Meehan is a cultu junkie and has been an obser er, participant, and chronicl of the Park City and Wasatc County social and politic scenes for more than 40 year Red CaRd RobeRts By Amy Roberts Taking the bull by the horns I spent most of the month of May entirely off the grid, somewhere deep in Botswana’s Okavango Delta, where I took a course to become a safari guide. Though the majority of my classmates had hopes of a guiding career, I enrolled in safari school mostly for personal enrichment. For me, being on safari is a spiritual experience. I feel a sense of wonderment and joy — an awakening in my soul — I have never been able to replicate anywhere else. My decision to become more intimate with the industry was a mix of curiosity and appreciation, with a dash of midlife crisis added in. Since returning from this trip, a number of people have asked me what I intend to do with my newfound qualification. And for the most part, I’ve just shrugged my shoulders in response. The ability to track an aardvark in the African bush, or way find at night by the stars, or quickly translate and respond to animal behavior, aren’t really essential in Park City. Though, comically, this weekend I found myself relying on one of those skills. It all came about because I decided to leave my vehicle at a local auto repair business on Sunday afternoon so it could be worked on first thing Monday morning. Before I left my house, I considered a number of options for my return. I could ask a friend to pick me up, Uber home, or take my bike and pedal back to Prospector. In the end, I decided to load the dogs into my vehicle and walk back. It’s only five miles, the dogs needed exercise, and it was a beautiful day. A few minutes later I dropped my keys into the slot and headed towards a section of the Rail Trail I’m not overly familiar with. While I walk on that trail almost daily, it’s usually limit- ed to a three-mile stretch near my house, which is paved and always packed with people. Though it’s only a mile or two away, the stretch near Silver Summit is quite different than my routine path. The most noticeable difference being a lack of people and a surplus of cows. This didn’t bother me much. After all, I’m from Nebraska. Cows made up the landscape of my childhood. So down the trail I went with the dogs. For the first mile or so the cows didn’t even look our way. Occasionally we got a “moo,” If an animal thinks it has scared you, it will give chase.” but they showed no sign of agitation at our presence. It wasn’t until we were fairly close to the section that crosses S.R. 248 that we encountered cows that apparently woke up on the wrong side of the pasture. They stood in the middle of the trail, blocking our way forward. I considered waiting them out, but after a solid 20 minute stare down, I thought about turning around. As I attempted pulling a 180 to exit, I noticed we were completely surrounded by several thousand pounds of stubborn and, seemingly angry, beef. Around this time I started thinking about my safari course. One of the first things we were taught about animal behavior is signs of aggression — stomping, snorting, pinned ears. These cows had all the symptoms. The second thing we learn in this class is which anima tend to mock charge, and whi animals almost never mo charge. It’s imperative to stan your ground during a mo charge because if an anim thinks it has scared you, it w give chase. To avoid this, w were taught to talk down ag tated animals and show the we were not a threat — it’s a about energy. Remembering this lesso gave me enough bravado face the gang of cattle that no seemed intent on flattening us assured them I am a vegetaria with aspirations to go vega Even the dogs’ food is only fi and sweet potato. I tried to ma myself look big and march ahead with confidence. Tha when one of the cows lower her head, pawed at the groun and started moving much fast than I ever assumed a cow cou move. Still surrounded by the gan of livestock, I had nowhere run. So I hollered at that cow t way my mother used to yell me when I was late for curfe I think I even used some of h lines: “You stop this behavi right now, missy. I won’t tole ate it!” Eventually she came to a ha and must have told the othe we weren’t worth their tim They all wandered off, nev letting up on the stink eye. I probably didn’t have to g to safari school to learn how talk a mad cow off a ledge, b at least now I will have a bett answer when someone asks m how I use my training. Amy Roberts is a freelan writer, longtime Park City res dent and the proud owner of tw rescued Dalmatians, Stanl and Willis. Follow her on Tw ter @amycroberts. |