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May 4, 2017 Opinion - 05-04-2017
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Interesting people visit Chamber office in Kalona

Blindside By Ron Slechta

There are a lot of interesting people stopping by the Kalona Chamber office. The other day there was a couple from Iowa City. He had been out walking in the residential area of Kalona while she shopped the Kalona stores.

He was quite vocal about the lack of sidewalks through the residential area and some were not in very good shape. On my walks to downtown I too have noticed some sidewalks need repair, especially those adjoining city own property. Hopefully when the construction of the new Community Center-Y is finished, the sidewalks around the Community building will be replaced as well as the area where they tore down a house for a future parking lot.

One resident has their sump pump draining on the inside edge of the sidewalk instead of out onto the curb. This makes for a muddy sidewalk.

He also commented on a number of residential properties that are in need of paint

In the past, city council members have commented on their concern for the safety of people who walk in the streets. One of the primary reasons people walk in the street is lack of sidewalks in the residential area. I am fortunate that when I walk downtown, I only have to walk in the street for a half block. The only areas are one section of the sidewalk where it gets muddy when I cut through the Kalona Elementary School property. I’ve pointed this section of the elementary sidewalk to school officials, but nothing has changed. Mid-Prairie really needs to address the driveway through the elementary property. There are a lot of wholes and much of the paving is cracked and deteriorating.

Maybe the city council needs to look at a comprehensive sidewalk program instead of a trail around the outer limits of the city.

RCS

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Several people last week commented what a beautiful town Kalona is, especially the downtown area.

RCS

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There have been a number of out of state visitors as well as visitors throughout Iowa. This past month there have been visitors from St. Louis, Mo., and East St. Louis, Ill, as well as from Utah, Arkansas, Wisconsin, Hawaii, Canada, Norway, and Sicily, Italy.

RCS

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The Kalona Quilt Show and Sale was held at the Kalona Historical Village Visitors Center because the Kalona Community Building was suppose to have been demolished to make way for a new $5 million Recreation Center.

Both the English and Amish Quilt displays were taken down and most of the future displays were safely stored away so the Kalona Quilt Show quilts could be displayed on the walls and on new racks. It really looked great and made it easier to view the quilts. Both the KHS Village staff and Quilt Show Organizers Brenda Herington and Katie Karnes were pleased with how well it went.

Historical Board staff and board members plus Kalona Rotary members volunteered to help show organizers and their families to stage the show as well as take it down. It was great to see everyone working together to setup and take down the show.

With the demolition of the Rec Center not yet started it is likely that the Kalona Quilt Show and Sale will again be held at the Kalona Historical Village next year.

RCS

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With the rising cost of construction of the new Rec Center at its present location, should the city consider another location? The present center could be used for larger meeting rooms and a banquet hall, which is something the city will still lack with the recreation center being built at its present location.

RCS

There are grave challenges in losing control of time

Hi Neighbor By Lois Eckhardt

Recently I was forced to face a challenging struggle in regaining control of time; but, beyond that it wasn’t exactly as difficult as first thought to be. Nor did I, at first, understand the significance of the problems I was about to encounter the morning time “ticked me off”. It came when my faithful old clock radio I’d relied on for eons—we’d moved in together from the farm 5 years ago, developed an apparent sudden case of technical arthritis; and refused to respond as expected. It clicked and it clacked and then it sat there glumly focusing its dark screen at me in complete opposition to repeated insistence it flash a sign of recognition.

In final resignation I removed its lifeline connection with the electrical socket and wrapped the limply trailing umbilical cord around its body, reverently, almost lovingly. But, then, in a sudden spate of anger over its apparent lack of appreciation for the care and attention I had given it every day, during our years together, I dropped the radio to the floor, and sent it with a toe-kick, under the bed, for later disposal.

Realizing I was now alone deserted, and in need of facing the world by myself, no longer accompanied by a chirpy (often crackling) greeting to scatter the morning’s gloom I reviewed my choices of: sleep late; have someone call me every day; or, ask for an early celebratory gift? What was I to do?

Of course, I would have to replace it with another; and, not be overtaken by the overwhelming sense of loss created by the mere worn-out piece of cogs and buttons apparently showing no concern at abandoning me. Faced with the decision to start ‘life’ with another clock radio partner, I set out to shop, and was soon faced with an even larger decision: the need to choose an appliance completely alien to me in appearance and technical ability. As it peered back at me from the nested security of its packing box it almost seemed to glare, challengingly. At least that was the feeling I got. I was sure we would never have the same kind of friendship I shared with my old one; that was something that had grown with time.

And, as if to ensure the feeling was real it presented me with a thick set of instructions that left me hoping the sun would wake me up in the morning before I had to rely on the radio to announce dawn was soon coming.

Well, it’s been a few days now and although we still don’t feel comfortable with each other I think, in time, we will be able to communicate on a more civil level. As for the old radio, still under the bed, I might be able to salvage something of a comradeship with the new one, by placing the old one up where I can look at it once in a while.

Maybe the old one might even regain or regenerate some of its former ability; nah, probably not, but it’s worth a try.

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