To the editor:
Every year I go to Whittle the Wood intending to have a good time. I go early and pick a spot for myself and my children.
I lay out our blanket, our chairs, cover the kids with sunscreen, and hide the water and munchies in the coolest spot I can find.
The day starts out good, people are considerate and friendly, but as the day wears on a change is noticed. As you watch the people you notice the toll of the day’s drinking beginning to show.
I have found myself wanting to leave before the headliner the past few years. The cigarette smoke and the smell of alcohol that penetrates the park are no longer tolerable.
Fights break out and peoples’ behaviors change. This year took the cake. I only wanted to see the band, but I was forced to view an older woman, dancing around in a bikini, having her top removed, baring her breasts bared for everyone to see.
In the fight that followed, a man was shoved up against a tree and walked away bleeding. Yet, your story reported the worst thing that happened was a young child with a splinter. This is an event intended to represent our city and I think we can do better.