Opinion

    My 2-year-old daughter is cute, she’s ornery and she’s precocious.
    In the span of only seconds, she turns into a ticking vomit time machine.
    Any parent – who dare wishes to remember – knows the immobilizing fear that overtakes you in the seconds before you realize your child is about to barf all over you.
    My moment of terror usually comes in the middle of the children’s clothing section of a big box store.

Editor,

    Your comments in the past have been critical of the new Anythink Library. My personal opinion is that you can’t please everyone. When you create a new, modern day facility, you will always have those who wish it had been done differently.

    When I have visited the library, I have found many dads, mom and children entering together. The children are brought to the library and taught the important of reading. They are also exposed regularly to special programs geared to their age level.

Last week, as I was driving home, I was the victim of a vicious, blatant attack.

    A giant bumblebee flew into my car and stung the hell out of me.

    No kidding.

    I don’t even know where the bee came from. I didn’t see him fly in my window. I presume he was sleeping off a pollen hangover in my back seat.

    I’d never been stung before. There was always a morbid curiosity what it would feel like and, perhaps, a bit of fear that I might be unknowingly allergic.

It was summertime 1965.

    Dad was gone on a business trip. Mom was not having a good day dealing with the combination of three kiddos under age 10 and a very warm summer afternoon.

    Her solution was to schlep everyone to the movies.

    The movie was “The Sound of Music.”

Editor,

    Every Weld County staff member and organization that has analyzed the proposed Dry Creek mega-development has gone on to urge the Weld County commissioners to reject this project.  Not one sees the need or usefulness for a new town to be established between Fort Lupton, Brighton and Dacono.  

There are a lot of lousy places to reacquaint yourself with a moderate fear of heights.

    Places like an airplane, the roof of your home or even the 30th floor of a skyscraper come to mind for me or a Ferris wheel.

Picture yourself tooling along in your auto, intersection after intersection, hitting the lights on a slow traffic evening.  Suddenly, the light in front of you turns yellow. Decision time: Do you hit the gas or the brakes? The answer to that question could soon cost you a big chunk of change along Highway 85, courtesy of technology that boosts revenues while supposedly making the streets safer for all.

About 10-to-1. That’s been the response agreeing with my take on Anythink so far, and frankly, the vehemence has been astounding. (‘What were they thinking’ – Brighton Standard Blade - July 21)

    The majority of respondents feel that the Rangeview District lost its way with the library revolution, as coined, and none were shy in telling me exactly where the district erred. Here are a handful of those responses.

    T.C., via e-mail, commented on the sparsely populated stacks:

Some folks lately have been spending their time and energy missing American flags at the local libraries. Not me, I miss the libraries themselves. Real libraries, not those “Anythink” concoctions that the Rangeview District holds up as centerpieces. Those ones are more Internet café than repositories of knowledge, complete with odd and trendy furniture, and in the case of the Huron Street Branch, a Van Der Graaf generator, if you can believe that.