Walk a mile in my shoes
Camp Verde needs a place to buy shoes. It is a reasonable request for a town citizen. There are a couple pair of shoes on a shelf at Alco and Osco, Ace Hardware even has some hiking boots, but for the most part you would think we were hillbillies.
It does not seem to matter where I go, friends and foes alike want to limit our shoes. Aren't shoes the most basic form of transportation available? Retailers and schools both require shoes for access. Access is important.
That is why I recently participated in a Valley-wide shoe symposium. I am flabbergasted at the attitude toward Camp Verde. The entire Verde Valley wants Camp Verde to get a cowboy boot store. After speaking to friends, neighbors and regional shoe distributors, I clearly have been told that Camp Verde only needs cowboy boots. After all, cowboys do everything in their boots, don't they?
A lot of my neighbors in Cottonwood wear a particularly durable track shoe. This shoe has many fine qualities and is built for business. I love that shoe. A friend of mine, Ceve Story, wears this shoe in Camp Verde, but Cottonwood does not like this. When ever I mention how much I like this shoe to people from Cottonwood, they tell me how good I would look in cowboy boots. They drone on about how really bad my favorite shoe is, how horrible they feel about having to wear it, and how I can't possibly understand the deeper philosophy behind shoes if I want to wear them.
They also demand that Ceve stop wearing his track shoes. They say only Cottonwood can wear this shoe. Cottonwood starts just west of Ceve's property. Only boots for Ceve. I really struggle with this because those track shoes really help Cottonwood and I want to be fast really bad. If the track shoe is really so terrible, why do they still wear it and why are they promoting its use in their town?
I am also fond of a very nice loafer worn by Sedona Red Rockers. This shoe is built for touring. I can visualize wearing this shoe in Camp Verde. I think it would fit nicely and be really handsome with my new African Safari suit. I think by wearing this shoe with that suit I could help all of the communities in the Valley. If I wear it well, everyone's revenue could increase. I might even get 3 million people to spend an extra day in the valley staying an extra night in hotels, eating in restaurants and shopping at our retailers. Wow that would be great! Despite my desire, it would seem that the Red Rockers have the market sown up on loafers. Cowboy boots only in Camp Verde.
Clarkdale residents wear a very comfortable leisure-hiking shoe. This is a unique shoe that I don't particularly want to wear. I do upon occasion hike through Clarkdale and this shoe is an irritation to me. I would not dream of dictating to my neighbor what type of shoe he should wear but it still bothers me.
Jerome residents wear a great mountain-hiking boot. This is a shoe built for the view, and they are totally dependent upon it. In fact, they would not exist without it. That being the case, I would think they would be a little more sympathetic to my desire to share their style. This, however, is not the case they want me to wear cowboy boots and any suggestion to the contrary is met with utter disgust and outrage.
After listening to all my neighbors wax eloquent on why Camp Verde only needs cowboy boots, I was hoping to get help from the regional shoe rep. The rep works for the dotco and actually distributes all of the shoes I like. After lengthy discussions, with the dotco rep, I now understand that his favorite shoe is the cowboy boot. In fact, if it were up to him, Cottonwood, Jerome and Sedona would all be wearing cowboy boots.
Given time, he feels confident that he will successfully force all the communities to wear them, and since Camp Verde likes to ride horses anyway it is a great place to start. He was very entertaining to observe. He likes cowboy boots so much that if anyone mentions cowboy boots at all he is deaf to the world.
He is like an eccentric scientist talking about his work. He thinks everything said supports his thesis. At the symposium, at least 40 people expressed a need for more than cowboy boots in Camp Verde. In spite of this, he never heard the "more than." He only heard "cowboy boots."
I left the symposium with one piece of good news. The dotco won't force me to sell cowboy boots. If I don't like them, I can go bare foot and the rest of the Verde Valley can go barefoot with me when in Camp Verde.
I still like those Cottonwood track shoes though. I'm gonna get me one of those some day.
You have traded Santa Claus for 'China's Claws'
I am writing to inform you that Santa has finally decided to retire and move to Florida. He was getting old and the arthritis in his hands and knees made it harder and harder to get out in that snowy, cold weather, let alone let alone jump in and out of his sleigh making Christmas deliveries.
Mrs. Claus was having problems with her eyesight and her memory was getting so bad she would sometimes forget to feed the reindeer.
The elves had joined the labor union and had gone on strike. They wanted shorter hours and more time off between Thanksgiving and Christmas, which left Santa and Mrs. Claus trying to get all of the work done by themselves. Yes, holiday stress was hitting big time at the North Pole!
Therefore, Santa decided to get a computer and shop online this year. To his surprise, he found that he could buy things from China and even have them delivered for much less than he'd have to pay his elves and the cost of heating his workshop in December.
So with a click of a mouse and a nod of his head, Santa placed his orders instead.
Now there was no need for hi sleigh, so Santa sold it to the used sleigh dealer. Rudolph, his best Reindeer, had lost his spark. Donner and Blitzen were ailing, So Santa decided to let all his reindeer go out to pasture along the Alaskan pipeline. It was much warmer there and good grazing most of the year round. As for Santa and Mrs. Claus, he'll be golfing and she'll be basking in the Florida sunshine this season.
So this Christmas Eve, don't wait up to hear the clatter of hooves on your rooftops. Don't bother with the cookies and milk you usually leave out for Santa. Don't listen for the familiar sounds of jingle bells and "Ho-Ho-Ho" from the Jolly Old Elf. He's gone!
Instead, when you hear big thump or bang on your roof, it will be that big, blue plastic bag from China drop-shipped and filled with all your cheap, disposable items. So Merry "X"-mas to all.
You get what you pay for, or less. You have traded Santa Claus for "China's Claws."
Glen O. Wright
Thank you Cottonwood area citizens
In Camp Verde, we would like to thank the four Cottonwood area citizens for their letters to the editor in the Wednesday, Dec. 7, edition.
Up until we read your letters, we thought Arizona 260 was a highway between Cottonwood and Camp Verde and many points east.
However, your letters make it clear that the only purpose for Highway 260 is so you can get to Interstate 17.
Incidentally, you might not want to read Dan Engler's editorial in the same paper. Dan did some logical reasoning.
A lot to cheer about with girls soccer team
A big congratulations to the Mingus Varsity Girls Soccer Team and their coach. They have won four out of six games since the start of the season, two were shut-outs. This weekend they came in second at the Kingman Girl's Soccer Tournament, winning two out of three games. I am really looking forward to the rest of this exciting season.
The objective is a wider, safer and more usable highway
I have not commented before now on the process being carried out to widen Hwy. 260.
My understanding of the primary reason for widening 260 was to make the highway a safer road and give easier access to all concerned. Now it seems that the reason for widening Hwy. 260 is to please Cottonwood, Clarkdale and Jerome.
Let's get back on track, folks, and remember what the initial reason for widening Hwy. 260 was all about. The highway is unsafe and too narrow for all the traffic on it. Between the truckers going to the Phoenix Cement plant and the opening of new businesses in Cottonwood, the amount of traffic has quadrupled over the last five years. Yet the highway has not been widened, or the speed reduced, to make it safer and on most days the speed limit is not enforced until a driver is doing almost 70 mph.
So, to the cities of Camp Verde, Cottonwood, Clarkdale and Jerome, I say get off your me-first hind ends and work together to get us a wider, safer and more usable highway.