Some of Boulder City’s finest, but often most under-appreciated citizens, are the long-term care residents at Boulder City Hospital.
Opinion
The holiday season is here! Radio stations are playing the classic songs, thousands turned out for the Electric Night Parade, stores are bustling with customers, and kids are creating their wish list for Santa.
You know that Progressive Insurance commercial that humorously depicts a “Parent-Life Coach” advising young homeowners on how to avoid turning into their parents? When the coach corrects homeowners to not chime in on strangers’ conversations, it made me realize, I’ve totally become my mother. (But I’m OK with it, because my mom was awesome.)
Another year is coming to an end… which always makes me reflect on all the things that occurred in the past 12 months.
First off, let me wish you all a very Happy Thanksgiving. I hope it’s filled with some of my favorite F-words…family, friends, fun, food and football.
Just the other day my husband and I were commenting on how attached we have become to our cellphones and tablets. There is rarely an instance where one or both of us does not have some type of electronic device within arm’s reach. Sometimes we even juggle two devices at the same time.
When you change out the batteries for your flashlight, camera or other devices, what do you do with the used ones? Do you guiltily throw them in the trash, like most people? After all, they are described as single use or “throw-away” batteries. But where do they end up? In the landfill mostly. The same could be said for used computer ink cartridges.
I feel like the old gray mare. I kick and wrestle against the bar of life, but still the whiffletree of years ravage my body. (Knowing what a whiffletree is dates me — it is the bar that stabilizes the harness behind a team of horses).
Fall is a refreshing time. Summer vacations wind down, classes resume, temperatures drop, sports teams take the field, fall festivals grab our attention, and residents increasingly venture out to garden, exercise and enjoy the beautiful weather.
In my eyes, the U.S. homeless population has seemingly grown during the past few years. I don’t claim to have a scientific poll to back up that statement. I base it on visual impact.
Actors Dennis Hopper, Jeremy Irons, Laurence Fishburne, Lauren Hutton and the rest of the Guggenheim Motorcycle Club were on their way through Boulder City in 2000 when a horrible accident occurred near Hoover Dam. The accident resulted in a flood of media coverage and left one celebrity in a two-week coma.
Low electric rates and limited growth greatly appealed to me when I moved to Boulder City in 2014. Now it appears that both attributes will cease to exist as Boulder City becomes Henderson East. As a relatively new resident, I assumed that the draconian electric rate increases being discussed earlier this year would evolve into something more reasonable. With 25 years’ experience in the electric utility industry, I should have joined the discussion earlier.
There was a lot of talking around the issue and trying to be diplomatic. For a while. But, while the discussion centered around the appropriate use of land, in truth the discussion was likely over with the first mention of the term, “monster truck.”
Construction on the Nevada State Railroad Museum at the busiest intersection in town is progressing at a rapid pace and because of that, is set for a spring completion.
Photos by Ron Eland/Boulder City Review
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