Now that those of us favoring preservation, conservation and rational growth over unbridled developer driven development have won the recent city election, it is time to stop basking in the sun. It’s time to get down to work, and the first task facing us is getting a deciding third vote on the City Council.
Hopefully, Councilmembers Marilyn Ezzy Ashcraft, Tony Daysog and Jim Oddie will see the light, read the polls, count the votes and breathe the fresh air. That would be easiest and most pleasant.
This column originally ran in the Alameda Sun in 2007 by our then-editor Julia Park and will appear in two parts.
I remember the last meal I had in Paris. I was with my sister on a two-week tour of France and England in 1998; we’d been visiting our friend Mia who was from our hometown but had since left to live the lush life in the City of Light. We met Mia and her boyfriend at a chic "resto" called Homo Sapiens somewhere near the Eiffel Tower.
For Thanksgiving, the Sun presents great column again
A while ago, I was "on retreat." I prefer "on retreat" to the ominous "in the hospital," just as I prefer "on sabbatical" to "in jail" and "exploring new opportunities" to "laid off."
In any case, while I was on retreat, I had a roommate named Ferd. Ferd was a slight, unshaven man who resembled George W. Bush on a bender. In one of Ferd’s rare moments of lucidity, I asked about his name.
We have a significant traffic congestion problem associated with the former Del Monte that will be greatly alleviated with the proposed conversion of the warehouse to condominiums, retail and open space.
As a resident living across from the Sherman Street entrance of the warehouse we contend daily with tractor-trailer congestion, noise and diesel fumes.
The warehouse currently houses DAMCO, a commercial shipping enterprise. With the upcoming post-Thanksgiving shopping push, tractor trailers are moving in and out of the warehouse 24 hours a day, seven days a week.