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Show THE Page 2 OGDEN VALLEY NEWS Volume XI Issue VII January 15, 2005 Letters to the Editor The OGDEN VALLEY NEws Staff: Shanna Francis Tel: 745-2688 Fax: 745-0062 Cell: 791-4387 E-Mail: slfrancis@att.net Jeannie Wendell Tel: 745-2879 Fax: 745-2879 E-Mail: crwendell@att.net erwendell@msn.com Opinions expressed by advertisers, columnists or letters to the editor are not necessarily the opinions of the owners and staff of The OGDEN VALLEY NEws. Guidelines for Letters to the Editor Letters should be 300 words or less. Let- reserves the right to edit or decline printing of any submissions. Announcements Sought As a community service, The OGDEN VALLEY NEws will print local birth, wedding, residents to send their announcements to: The OGDEN VALLEY NEws PO BOX 130 EDEN UT 84310 If you would like your submitted items NEws, while respecting all property received, will take no responsibility for lost or mises items. Please remember to keep a copy for yourself. Don’t Let Valley Become Million Dollar Slum Eden Resident Thanks Unknown Rescuers Traveling Slower in Ogden Canyon Benefits All I want to take a moment to thank you for your thorough articles in the January 1 edition of The OGDEN VALLEY NEWS My husband and I have been out-of-state subscribers to the paper since 2002 when, on a visit with longtime friend, we impulsively bought a condo in the Moose Hollow development of Wolf Creek Resort. Since that purchase we have been like homing pigeons; when the cage door (work, public service commitments, financial considerations) is pened, we head to Eden. It is our hope to retire in Ogden Valley in about five years. I am deeply concerned for the Valley. We understand that growth is inevitable, but as a life-long resident of southern California, | have seen the horrors of badly planned home building in San Diego, Orange County, the San Fernando Valley, and Ventura County (where I live). In our town is a little valley that was, thirty years ago, very much like the Ogden Valley. Now I call it the “Million Dollar Slum” because hundreds of people have built enormous mansions on their little one-acre lots all over the valley. I hope you will prove successful in your efforts to build an active base of residents to work along with the current developers to create a zoning scenario that will preserve the “wild” and rural atmosphere of Ogden Valley as it grows. Because we are not fulltime residents, we do not feel that we can respond to the survey, but ifI could | would gladly pledge a monthly amount to ensure that as much open land as possible is held in trust for the future. If the Valley builds out, as is currently in the master plan, my experience tells me that “we” will lose the very things that make the valley so special to begin with. We do live in a wonderful place; this is a heartfelt thanks to strangers who made my day on Monday, December 13 after a snowfall! I didn’t even get their names—the bus driver, the man in the truck with two young boys, or the young couple in the another vehicle. On this winter day, I was driving over to the te by the cross-country ski park in erty and noticed the school bus not moving 7 the hill; I tried to go around him and found I couldn’t get up the hill either. I decided to back down since the road was snow packed and I couldn’t turn around. I became stuck in the snow on the side of the road. Help was not far away. Not only did these three men help get my car out of the snow, the young man (in the other car with his wife) backed my car up the hill after several unsuccessful attempts to drive forward up the hill. I so appreciated the time and efforts of these strangers because I had left my cell phone at home and would have had to hike back up the hill to find a house where someone was home so I could make a call to my husband for help. In response to the letter to the editor by Dianna Currie in the January 1, 2005 issue of The OGDEN VALLEY News, I think I rememer you. You were probably the one who crossed the double yellow lines to pass me when I was doing a couple of miles under than the speed limit in Ogden Canyon. Apparently, you don’t pay much attention to the numerous rollovers, slide offs, collisions with barriers and cliffs, and “head-ons” that occur regularly in the canyon; as well as the other drivers who have a problem staying on their own side of the road. Your “get out of my way” ” attitude is just what we don’t need. Consider this: The canyon is about 5 ae long. If you travel at 30 mph, it takes 10 minutes to drive the canyon from one end to the other; at 40 mph, it takes 7% minutes. With your attitude, you jeopardize your safety and probably someone else’s—all for 2% minutes. I live in the canyon and if you’ll let me know your travel schedule, I’ll be sure to stay off the road. I don’t want to be out there with your kind. But I think a better plan would be for you to leave a couple of minutes earlier and “cool it” a littlke—everyone would be safer. By the way, I think the road crews do a pretty good job and should be commended rather than berated. Debi Miller, Camarillo, California The staff of The OGDEN VALLEY NEws welcomes the submission of articles by our readership. We invite you to submit local historical accounts or biographies, articles pertaining to contemporary issues, and/or other material that may be of interest to our readers. We also invite you to submit to the paper, or notify the staff of local events. Awards that have been earned by ne cae un ery ee or ff of The OGDEN VALLEY“News i ee the Lush Inspirational Thought “Convictions are the mainsprings of action, the driving powers of life. What a man lives are his convictions.” —Francis C. Kelley the right to select which material will be considered for publication. All material, to be considered, must be submitted with ber of the person submitting the material. The OGDEN VALLEY News’ liability on account of errors in, or omissions of, advertising shall in no event exceed the amount of charges for the advertising omitted or the space occupied by the error. $289,500 Gorgeous FAIRWAY OAKS Home! 4 BD/3 Full BA! 3,200 sq.ft! Granite, Slate, tons of extras! Sheri ff d I It Hamilton, GRI Prudential Utah Real Estate The OGDEN VALLEY NEws does not ee promote or g of any product or d newspaper. Advertisements are the sole responsibility of the advertiser. The OGDEN VALLEY NEWS hereby disclaims all liabilfe Corrections In the January 1, 2005 issue of The OGDEN VALLEY NEws, it was incorrectly stated that the name of Jennifer Creamer Fackrell’s son in the five generation Creamer a is Logan. Jennifer's son’s name is Richard L. Hansen, Ogden Canyon My Ho ok Bird By Bill Fenimore Invitation for Articles ity foranyd Sandee Drake, Cell: 801-201-7640 Office: 801-363-1000 & Prudential Utah Real Estate of any advertisement in this newspaper. The OGDEN VALLEY NEws is not responsible for any claim: so! tisements in 1 this newspaper. The OGDEN VALLEY News has the sole authority to edit and locate any classified advertisement as deemed appropriate. It also reserves the right to refuse any advertis- Note: The contents of The OGDEN VALLEY N sohted. Ti hic nk lication and its contributors from unlawful copying, written permission is required before any individual or company engages in the reproduction or distribution of its contents, by any means, without first obtaining written permission from the owners of this publication. ASPHALT ANSWERS: What IS Asphalt? Compressed petroleum amalam that makes roadbase adhere together; laid over more compacted roadbase; thus keeping you oa of dirt and mud; _helpi snow Cerrar more compatible with our changing climate and unstable — surfaces; repairable; and making life just a little bit easier for you here in the valley ! Old estimates will be hono Asa al in aa working season in the 745-3006 kthompso8@msn.com Lay New*Replace Old*Repair Existing I grew up in southeastern Pennsylvania, suburban Philadelphia. My dad’s family was from Delaware and the eastern shore of Maryland. Much of my childhood was spent along creeks, ponds, lakes, and the wetlands of the Delaware and Chesapeake Bays Ever since I can remember, I had an interest in birds. My mother would throw bread crumbs out in winter for the “snow birds,” as she called them. Later in life, I learned these were likely Snow Buntings. a day, I spent trying to catch a sparrow by luring it under an orange crate baited with bread and propped up with a stick with mom’s clothesline attached. At the age of 9 (1955), I remember fishing at a nearby river. I became aware of a strange looking bird on a nearby log. At first, I had to convince myselfit was real, it was so motionless. Suddenly, the bird darted his head into the water flowing under the log and captur red a minnow. It flew off, across the river and around the bend out of sight, uttering a hoarse croaking as it went. was paralyzed with wonderment over what I had seen. No one else was with me to recall or even verify the exotic bird and amazing feat I witnessed as it caught that minnow. I quickly picked up my fishing gear and headed Across the street from my home lived a neighbor who was a biology teacher at the local high school. He fed birds and I knew he had an interest in birds. Knocking on his door, I began to ask my questions about this strange bird as soon as he opened the door. Being a good teacher, he gave me a field guide to look in for the bird rather than tell me what it was. As I began to leaf through the old version of the Golden Field Guide, | first was struck by the thought of how many different kinds of birds there were. At that age, I could have told you only what a Robin, Sparrow (English House Sparrow), Starling, and Rock Pigeon were. The pictures were beautiful and depicted so many wonderful images of birds. The second thought that I had was how neat it was that someone had grey ULL a ae. ao Hook Bird taken the time to make this book for identifying and studying birds. I turned the pages of that book from the beginning and worked my way toward the back, not skipping any. Hopefully, I would find the bird that I had seen. My mind started to worry whether I would remember the details of the bird since I had never since such a bird before. It was so different from any of the birds that I did recognize and was familiar with. At last, I saw it. It was drawn perfectly, as my mind remembered it and my They are fairly common he told me. Well, it was the most uncommon bird there ever was I thought. I had never seen one before. Later at dinner, I couldn’t wait to tell my Dad whatI had seen that day. It was his tradition at the dinner table to ask each of us kids what we had done that day. Fortunately, this was summer and school was out so I had no explaining to do about what trouble I had gotten into at school. “During my fishing trip,” I proudly announced, “I saw a Green Heron catch a minnow.” My Dad asked what a Green Heron was. I couldn’t believe my ears. How could I know something that Dad did not know, I thought to myself? Dad surely knew everything. I showed him the picture in the field guide and Dad said, “We always called them mud hens.” “Nope, they’re Green Herons,” I answered with HOOK BIRD cont. on page 12 Gray Cliff Lodge will be open te February 14 for :- Valentine’s Day 5 miles up beautiful Ogden Canyon 508 Ogden Canyon,Ogden, UT 392-6775 Make your day special with us. Call for reservations. |