Welcome to the land of golf

This is the time of year that I extend my annual welcome to all of you visitors who are in our area for the week.

As for you local residents who haven’t deserted town to flee the crowds, thanks for hanging around and mingling with out-of-towners who ask for directions, the name of a good grocery store and what will happen if they get on Washington Road and just drive. (The answer: If you’re headed east, you’ll run into Augusta; if you’re going west, you might actually reach Washington state; I’m not sure, because I’ve never had that much gasoline in my car.)

I also inform people that this is a pleasant place to be, whether the house you are in is yours or rented for the week. I always remind strangers that our the water is potable, the weather pleasant, and the trees and spring flowers are as easy on the eyes as the pollen is murderous on the nose.

ADVERTISEMENT
0 seconds of 0 secondsVolume 0%
Press shift question mark to access a list of keyboard shortcuts
00:00
00:00
00:00
 

No doubt you’ve heard of the tornadoes and floods that dashed across the Midwest and South recently. Well, all the way to Georgia, where they petered out and gave us only some rain. Most storms in our area are like that. They come barreling in – dark and flashing and gusty and wet – but just before Augusta they weaken or detour into South Carolina.

I don’t get out much any time of the year, but especially during Masters Week. That’s because work is steady and my wife treats me as though I’m on vacation all week because I work different hours and am home many of the same hours the vacuum cleaner is operational.

She and I have altogether different ideas about vacation.

That means you won’t see me out on the town, but that’s no big deal. My idea of a good time is not getting killed in traffic, and this year I’ve noticed a disturbing trend to get me. People around here are backing into parking spaces instead of pulling straight in.

Maybe the growing availability of rear-view cameras on cars is fueling this madness, but that doesn’t explain the many times I have nearly had my car door taken off as they pull a kamikaze back-in maneuver in a parking lot. Often it’s huge pickups that squeeze in backward, endangering cars on both sides.

I even accosted an elderly man who was trying to back his truck into a space at a restaurant next to my car.

“Why back in?” I asked after the third time he had pulled forward and backed into a slightly different part of his space.

“It saves me time when I pull out,” he said.

I didn’t point out the obvious.

Despite that, one and all.

PARTY TIME: Happy birthday today, Mike, my next-to-baby brother. Happy birthday, too, to my son, Tommy, whom I never get to see enough of. Barbie just had a birthday, as did her son – our grandson – Colten; one more day and it’s her daughter, Madison’s, big day.

Do birthdays occur in clumps in your family, too?

Reach Glynn Moore at glynn.moore@augustachronicle.com.

More in Life

File
Minister’s Message: ‘Be still and I will fight for you’

Letting go of control and embracing faith and silence can encourage us in peace and divine trust.

"Octopus" is an acrylic painting by new co-op member Heather Mann on display at Ptarmigan Arts in Homer, Alaska. Photo provided by Ptarmigan Arts
July First Friday in Homer

Homer’s galleries and public art spaces celebrate with new and ongoing exhibits.

Frank Rowley and his youngest child, Raymond, stand in knee-deep snow in front of the protective fence around the main substation for Mountain View Light & Power in Anchorage in 1948 or ’49. This photo was taken a year or two before Rowley moved to Kenai to begin supplying electrical power to the central peninsula. (Photo courtesy of the Rowley Family)
Let there be light: The electrifying Frank Rowley — Part 2

In July 1946, the soft-spoken Rowley was involved in an incident that for several consecutive days made the front page of the Anchorage Daily Times.

This nostalgic sauce is so shockingly simple, you’ll never buy a bottle again. Photo by Tressa Dale/Peninsula Clarion
America’s favorite culinary representative

The original recipe for ranch dressing was invented and perfected in Alaska, out in the bush in 1949.

Graphics show the nine finalists in three age groups for the Soldotna “I Voted” sticker design contest. (Provided by City of Soldotna)
Soldotna announces finalists for ‘I Voted’ sticker contest

Public voting will be open until July 20 to determine the winners.

Homer’s Cosmic Creature Club performs at the 2024 Concert on the Lawn at Karen Hornaday Park. (Emilie Springer/Homer News file)
July events to provide entertainment and fun on lower Kenai Peninsula

Events include the Highland Games, Concert on the Lawn, local art camps and the Ninilchik Rodeo.

Nick Varney
Unhinged Alaska: Flashback dreams and the cold sweats

When summer arrives, every personage in the known cosmos suddenly seems to remember that they have kindred living in Alaska.

”Thread of Light” is an acrylic painting done this year by Dan Coe on display through June at the Art Shop Gallery in Homer, Alaska. Photo by Christina Whiting
Fine art in invented spaces

Anchor Point artist showcases his skills with exhibit of acrylic paintings.

A variety of peony blooms grow vibrantly on Pioneer Avenue on Thursday, July 25, 2024, in Homer, Alaska. (Delcenia Cosman/Homer News)
6th annual Peony Celebration begins July 1

The festival will run in Homer through Aug. 17.

File
Minister’s Message: Freedom is not what you think

If freedom isn’t what we first think it is, what is it?

This is the Kenai Power complex. The long side of the plant faces the Frank Rowley home, seen here at the right side of the photograph. (Photo courtesy of the Rowley Family)
Let there be light: The electrifying Frank Rowley — Part 1

Frank Rowley made one of the most important steps toward modernization in the history of Kenai.