Archive for Monday, March 30, 2009

Archive for Monday, March 30, 2009

H. Neal Glanville: Honk when you pass by, and I’ll wave

March 30, 2009

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H. Neal Glanville
H. Neal Glanville's column appears in the Craig Daily Press on Mondays.

Stop the presses. I've always wanted to yell that.

Mr. Ronis' letter March 26 is a genuine wake-up call. He is reminding us that, as citizens of Craig, we should pull on our long pants and take part in cleaning up the city.

I know being a "whine about" is so much easier than being a "do about," and the transition to picking up after yourself might be a shock to your delicate system.

Perhaps, if we start with baby steps, while doing yard work, you can take a few minutes and pick up the litter that's playing around in the street directly in front of your house.

Another small step might be picking up a few things in the parking lot on your way into any of our local stores, (most have trash cans by their front doors.)

Now, we know those of you who only do things that are cool or look cool won't be taking part in our efforts to clean up Craig. That's all right; just stay out of the way and quit littering.

If, by chance, you find a bag of trash laying about, put on some gloves and try to identify the owner, and if you can identify said owner, please be so kind as to return it. They'll appreciate it.

Now, here's a big step: pick a friend, a few hundred yards of local street or road, and start picking it up on a regular basis. My stretch of road is going to be West First Street; honk as you go by and I'll wave.

Something different

It's a well-known and documented fact that throughout history I've only agreed with Vice-principal Jacobson on three and a half issues.

One of the few things we do agree on is shopping locally, the main reason being the immediate dollar return to our community.

An example: Wal-Mart has given $58,000 big ones to the Craig area, and store employees have raised more than $17,000 for the Children's Miracle Network.

I realize other businesses also have given back to us; I'm just using Wally-world as an example for those bum-heads who chose to shop elsewhere.

Meanwhile, back at the on-again, off-again subject of turning 60.

Not only was I surprised by making it to 60, Ericca had yet another little secret up her sleeve.

Maybe you'd better sit down.

Not only have Jane and I been blessed with 25 grandchildren - you've read it correctly, 25 - but, this June, our granddaughter Kimberly will give birth to our first great-grandchild.

I told you to sit down. Come on guys, say it aloud, great-grandpa or great-grandma.

Makes you smile, doesn't it?

Someone asked me the other day, "Can you see what I'm saying?" I looked around and said, "Nope, and most of what I've heard you say hasn't been worth looking at."

Until next time

Yup, there I was surrounded by the joy of great-grandfatherhood, when I said to myself,

"Self," I said, cuz that's what I call myself when I'm talking to myself. "Outside a dog, a book is man's best friend; inside a dog, it's too dark to read."

Thank you for your time.

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