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From torn-up streets to hyped-up storms, it's easy to be grouchy.
By Ed Jones
That was then.
Now, as I embrace my "active adulthood," I find that grouchy is good--
It's true that some senior citizens appear to claim a free pass for venting simply because they've "showed up" all these years. But most of us bring a wealth
So, with a pledge not to allow my grouchiness to sink into cynicism, here are a couple of far-from-inactive-adult vents:
Back in the day, as we like to say, Fredericksburg had a phrase that seemed to sum up its identity (though in somewhat inflated form): "America's Most Historic City."
It must have been true. It was even on the milk bottles that were delivered to your front door.
Now there's a new phrase: "Road Work Ahead," followed by a sub-theme: "Rough Road."
Am I the only one who has found downtown Fredericksburg to be a hotbed of torn-up asphalt over the past few years?
From construction projects to drainage pipes to gas lines, there seem to be a million reasons to tear up the streets. More than a few times recently, I've found three or more blocks sealed off during a routine drive around town. In some cases, they seem to be tearing up the same block multiple times.
The final straw came when someone decided it was a fine idea to begin work not on one bridge across the Rappahannock, but on two.
Now, I realize I haven't done the "journalism" on why each of these annoyances might have been necessary and desirable. But why should I? I'm a grouchy old man.
What I do know is that you'd think from all the road work and traffic bumps downtown that Sandy had made a direct hit on America's Most Historic City.
Speaking of hurricanes,
It wasn't that folks were
That grumpiness has been dissipated, I would guess, by the heartbreaking pictures that prove that Sandy did more than live up to its monster billing in the Northeast.
A tragedy of this scope can jar you out of your grouchiness in a heartbeat. It's enough to make you stop the venting and start praying for the communities that lost so much.
All of a sudden, I don't feel so grouchy--just sad.
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