The Driveway Dash

Ahhh...the start of a new day. Places to go, people to see...if only I could get out of my driveway.
Full tank of gas? Check.
Engine primed for that zero to sixty dash in reverse? Check.
What am I talking about? I am backing out of my driveway onto Cumberland Ave. I am skilled, agile, bold....and desperate to get to Dominick's, for I am out of coffee.....arrrrgghhh. Smoothly propelling myself into the flow of traffic is second nature. It's the trucks I am worried about. The road tells me when they are coming.My house tells me when they are coming. The vibrations of their approach travel up my legs, rattle my bed, tickle my tires, and find their final resting place in the asphalt of the street I call home...Cumberland. Is Cumberland a truck route? There is debate among our City Council. Some say trucks are welcome North of Talcott; others say North of Belleplaine. Last time I checked, Cumberland was not the only North/South route through town. Thoughts anyone?
The Cumberland Patriot

A Cumberland Patriot is Born

I am a Cumberland Patriot. What does that mean? It means the same thing as a Main Street Patriot, a Courtland Avenue Patriot, or an Anywhere Street Patriot-it means we are vigilant about our quality of life on whatever street we live on.
It means we want to cross our streets safely without fear of being picked off by a truck gleefully taking a north/south shortcut through our town; it means we exercise our right to open our windows and not need a megaphone to have a conversation in our living rooms; it means I don't have to straighten all the pictures on my wall after a truck has thundered past my home. You get the picture. I am not a fearful, anti-progress citizen. I am a citizen who has to dust myself off every now and then, get off my comfy sofa, and remind my community that I am here and I am not passive, ill informed or fearful. I am a patriot for myself, my home, my neighbors and my town....and now for my street.
Say NO to the Cumberland Avenue Extension!