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2015 Wish List

Posted 1:46 PM by

Rather than New Year’s resolutions for Meridian Kessler, I have a wish list for what I’d like to see happen here in 2015.

 

First up is our new and improved web site, which has been in development since I had hair.  Our two Facebook pages are both receiving considerable traffic, but the Association’s web page needs to be reimagined to provide more neighborhood information, including increased support for local businesses.  I’m also a little nervous that about the time I agreed to supply a picture for the site, development slowed down.

 

Second is the development at 49th & College, which has been  proposed for even longer than the website.  The urgent owners are, finally, on the verge of unveiling a proposal for the long vacant site, and, unlike pervious owners, apparently have the financial chops to make it succeed.  After that, I suppose it would be nice to actually have a beer at Bent Rail.

 

Third is public transit improvements.  Indianapolis has been proposing public transit improvement for a long time, and College Avenue remains a central corridor for an express bus line.  Funding for the proposal is due to show up on the November ballot, and with 2015 being a Mayoral and City-County Council election year, there’s a good chance we’ll see substantial voter turnout.  A decent public transit system has long separated Indianapolis from other major urban areas, and this election will provide an opportunity for residents to show their support.

 

Fourth is the emergence of one more new popular public schools in the area.  The number of local public schools that are popular with current and potential new families has long been a limiting factor in Meridian Kessler’s population growth in families.  School 84, the Butler University Laboratory School, and the School 91 Montessori School have become very popular with local residents as free public school alternatives in our area.  The School 70 Performing Arts Magnet still lags behind in that regard.  I’m well past having kids, but I’m guessing local parents have a hard time enrolling kids of 1st Grade age with the expectation they’ll be performers.  Still, we all showed up for our kid’s school shows, and we all shelled out for some sort of lessons.  Mostly, grade schools teach what grade schools teach, and a given school’s performance is generally enhanced by having some students with advantages…    It’s pretty clear that families in MK, and those considering moving back to the area, really desire local public schools, and it’s time to increase our supply of desirable local schools.

 

Fifth, as MKNA celebrates it’s 50th Anniversary, put the Association on a firm and stable financial footing.  At the end of every year, MKNA still struggles to meet its budget.  After half a century in existence, it’s time for us to get on solid financial ground.  Your neighborhood association does man, many things for this area, but with resources, could do even more.

 

Sixth, wouldn’t it be nice to get rid of the MKNHN vigilantes? 

 

Lastly, I’d like to see more of you involved in our neighborhood association, financially of course, but more important, by becoming active.  We’ve become more walkable, more bike able, and certainly more interactive with our surrounding neighborhoods.  Still, a neighborhood always needs a collaborative effort to become what its residents desire, and that’s best accomplished within the framework of an active, vital, neighborhood association.


 

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Money

Posted 1:09 PM by

In a previous installment, I talked about crime, and police, but also a little about money.  If you remember,or can scroll back a little, Indianapolis, is looking at pretty flat tax collections, both for property and income taxes, for the foreseeable future.  Since inflation is a given, that likely means a higher and higher percentage of revenue is going to be spent on public safety, and correspondingly, less and less on everything else.  It’s also driving the instinct to privatize services, particularly for large up-front payments that can be used for non-public safety purposes.

 

The past couple of administrations have had similar thoughts on this problem, which is mostly that we need to boost government income in Marion County.  That, however, is a problem, since our highest income earners have tended to leave Indianapolis for the surrounding counties, leaving us with more people who require services, and less who pay for them.  The solution, for Indianapolis, and for almost every urban area in the country is the millennials, the 20 to 34 year olds who are assumed be the job creators of the future.  Indianapolis wants them to come here, see here, and settle here, and it’s building a city primarily to attract them.

 

Millennials don’t particularly like, or want, cars.  They’d prefer to walk, bike, or use public transportation.  They want smaller living spaces  (but nicer ones).  They prefer urban over suburban.  They expect their shopping, and their entertainment, to be close by.  They want jobs that are collaborative.  They prefer neighborhood businesses to the big box.

 

So, Indianapolis is perfectly happy to turn downtown into millennial  park.  It uses events  (sporting events, conventions, festivals, etc.) to get them to come see the City.  (Why do we fund the Pacers, Colts, race track, Natatorium, etc?  It gets people from elsewhere here, and it gets our image of Indianapolis on television.)  It uses tax dollars to fund apartments.   It’s going to, somehow, fund a public transportation system for them.  And, it’s all done to create the flypaper that will make some of them stick here, create jobs here, and pay taxes here.

 

OK, hooray for downtown, but what does that have to do with Midtown?  Well, millennials also like neighborhoods  -  walkable, bike-able neighborhoods with nearby shopping and entertainment and served by public transportation.    Simply, they like the Midtown that, thank goodness, was once serviced by the interurban and created a grid of small business nodes, almost all of which are within walking distance of our homes.   They mostly like our homes, because they were built on smaller lots. They’d prefer to have a lot more apartments, which are plentiful south of here, but those are areas that currently don’t have the other things millennials want.  Try finding a restaurant, or a grocery, or a hardware store between Maple Road and 16th St.

 

The City currently assists developers to do what they want done through TIF Districts.  Originally downtown was funded through tax credits, a mechanism wherein the Federal Government allowed the states to sell what amounted to tax payments to folks who owed taxes  (if they’d build low income housing) and the states doled out the proceeds to the cities.  Most of Mass. Ave was built that way.  That means of financing somewhat dried up as other mechanisms for tax avoidance appeared, so cities turned to TIF Districts, wherein the property taxes developers pay go to fund the next development, sometimes in part, sometimes in whole.  After some period of time, mostly 25 years from when the first bond in the district is issued, the property taxes come back to the City’s general fund, though downtown had been allowed to operate differently.

 

Whether that’s good, or bad, depends a lot on whether you believe things would get built the way the City wants them built anyway.    In other words, if you think everything that’s been built downtown would be there without the assistance of TIF money, than the City just wasted about 25 years of tax proceeds from what was built.  I’ll leave that to the reader, but would also note that the City was doing it under both Ballard and Peterson, and will be doing it under future administrations until a new development tool is invented.  Both administrations, and probably the next one, see it as a way to grow property taxes over time, since, in 25 years, the revenue from taxes that was going to pay off the bonds that helped build downtown will start flowing back to the City.

 

It’s possible to believe that only “friends”  (read “contributors’) to a given administration receive TIF funding for their projects, but it’s also pretty hard to find a developer who didn’t contribute something to both campaigns in a given municipal election, so “friendship” ends up as a fairly broad term.

 

Our job, as neighborhood associations, is to convince whatever administration that’s in place, that what we want for our area overlaps with what the City as a whole needs in that it will make people who will pay taxes want to live here, and people who are paying taxes want to stay here.  That, in turn, means paying attention to what current residents desire, but with an eye towards what the next generation of residents are going to want.  Demographics show that we’re headed in the right direction, since we’re already a young neighborhood, and getting still younger.  We have room for future development along College Ave,, along Maple Road, and along the Monon Trail, and all three areas are places that our heroes' the Millennial’s, are already finding attractive.

 

Neighborhood Associations, particularly collective groups of neighborhood associations, are uniquely suited to deal with local government, especially in our area, where government officials tend to live already.  It’s a perfect reason for you, especially our younger residents to get involved with MKNA.


 

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Floodwall Redux, Redonedumb

Posted 1:03 PM by

Start here for a much better explanation of what happened so far.

 

Now on at least the surface, things don’t seem altogether awful.  Admittedly, the Corps. has chosen the two alternatives that no one really wants, but at least the City has nixed both, and at least says it prefers the west of the canal alternative that everyone seems to like.

 

The problem, of course, is that unless the Corps. can be persuaded to change its mind, the City would have to pay for the west bank alternative by itself, and the City likely doesn’t have the money to accomplish that.  Even that is a way, way best case scenario, since just what the Corps. might pay for, even assuming it’s persuaded that the West Bank scenario actually works, is also going to be a matter of getting the Corps. also persuaded to pay for all or part of it.  Further strengthening the City’s “woe is us” position, the City seems to have commissioned a study that somehow concludes that the west bank alternative would, contrary to what even the Corps. thinks, have to extend all the way to 38th Street, and therefore cost something over twice even the Corps.’ lousy alternatives.  Left at that, you have to figure either noting ever gets done, or the City eventually claims it was forced into accepting one of the Corps.lousy alternatives.

 

Now, there seems to be a better way to handle this, as noted in the much better written article I’ve referred you to above, but it’s apparently not simple for more than a few reasons.

 

First, for the Corps. to actually change its mind, it needs to be persuaded to change its mind, and whatever you might think about federal bureaucracies, it’s generally true that their conclusions start out etched in stone and get changed either by politics at the federal level, or by proving to the bureaucracy though the intervention of someone it concedes understands the bureaucracy’s stuff as well as it does that perhaps the stone the decision happens to have been etched in might have been sedimentary and not igneous.  Refer to your high school geology if that’s confusing.  In a late development, the City is apparently trying to hire the Corps. to perform a study that will somehow change the Corps.’ mind about the West Bank Option.   Even thinking that makes sense ought to scare the other players.  

 

The City does not generally build flood walls, and its consultants, at least the ones they tend to use, really don’t either, so their persuasive powers from the perspective of the Corps. are at best cute.  There are, fortunately, a number of well placed and well thought of engineering firms out there who have worked directly with the Corps. in the past, and which, in the past, have in fact persuaded the Corps. to change their mind.  Getting to that point ought to simply involve hiring one of them, and clearly defining what it is you want them to study, with the goal, assuming they agree, of changing the Corps. mind.  That’s the part that hasn’t been done, and doesn’t seem to be getting done.

 

Why?  Well first, it’s not unconscionably expensive.  Rough estimates seem to be in the $50,000 range, which, given the actually expense of building the darned flood wall, it essentially chump change, and it’s still chump change at twice that price.  The City, or either of a couple of players most effected by allowing one of the Corps. “bad” ideas to ever get built, could easily afford it.

 

So, again, why isn’t that being done? Well it’s possible I suppose to argue that the City really doesn’t want to get on the hook for building anything, or that the City just doesn’t like the idea of working with firms it doesn’t know well and can’t control, or even that the City’s own bureaucracy is getting in the way.  Who really knows?  But surely Citizen’s Energy, which really, really, really doesn’t like the idea of the proposed mechanical gates shutting off it’s supply of water  (OK, 60% thereof) might have an interest in being absolutely sure that the gates are, as the Corps. seems to believe, the only real alternative, and doing it for a lot less that it’s costing to beautify a mile of the canal’s banks before it throws in the towel.  Maybe their Board, having recently gotten a pretty good deal from the City while buying the City’s water company is a bit squeamish about  staking out a logical position, or just offending the City by doing that, but gees, it’s got a huge interest in the outcome.  Perhaps even Butler University, which if it allows either of the two alternatives proposed by the Corps. to be built will never, ever be able to protect the northwest corner of its campus from flooding, might have an interest.  But, maybe Butler is a bit edgy about offending the City, which picked up a good chunk of its Sunset Ave. improvements recently. and coincidentally has one of the Council’s Republican leadership on staff?  Still, Butler would seem to have a huge interest in knowing where it might, or might not, be able to build as it plans its future.      

 

Maybe it’s just to slippery a slope for any one of these entities to take on the study as “it’s” thing.  But, “it’s” not just their thing.   Warfleigh has a clear interest in all this, and so do Broad Ripple, Butler Tarkington, Meridian Kessler and Midtown.  All of those entities have homes in the floodplain that are subject to the vagaries of whatever crude beat the Biggert Waters Flood Insurance bills morph into in this and future congress’.  Even Rocky Ripple, which isn’t specifically protected under any of these plans, risks losing any opportunity to ever be protected under either of the Corps. plans.  (Rocky Ripple stiff holds out hope that the wall will go around Rocky Ripple and the City will pay for it.    In this go around, their best bet is probably still the West Bank Option, but with some assurance that its design would allow a future Rocky Ripple Levy project to connect thereto.)  All have ongoing relationships with Butler, Citizen’s and the City, (and with each other)  and all, especially collectively, have a clear interest in the future of the flood wall.  Individually, there’s some risk that the discussion devolves into “me first”, or worse, that nothing at all happens.  Collectively, however, there’s a real opportunity for all to get on a path towards something positive. And, all of them, collectively, can comfortably stake.

 

The City seems to be in a process of telling whatever stakeholder who happens to be in front of them at a given moment what they want to hear.  Given that we’re about a year away from an election, that’s not wildly unusual behavior, but it is going to lead to some splintering of a potential coalition.  It appears for now that the 2016 election is going to be all about crime, and since neither Rocky Ripple, or Warfleigh (probably the two stakeholders with the most disparate views on what result could be termed a success) have much more than 300 homes, even a mass vote by either or both is likely to change the 2016 result.  There’s also no chance that this project gets built  (or finalized) within the coming year.


 

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Broad Ripple, Crime, Police

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There’s been more than a little commentary, in the media, the blogs, and even at MKNA meetings about crime lately.  Most of it has been spurred by the shootings in Broad Ripple over the 4th weekend, as well as the disheartening death of a police officer over that same period.  As is often the case, we move rapidly beyond what it is that happened into the ever more common phase of “solutions” that usually end up as regurgitations of either political beliefs or sociological stereotypes, both with little concern for what actually happened, or keeps happening.

 

One item of note needs to be touched on briefly (and only briefly because I want to talk about it more in a future blog).  Indianapolis spends between 93% and 95% of its budget on public safety.  Most of its budget comes from property taxes  (which have been mostly flat for the past couple of years) and income taxes  (which have been declining for the past few years).   The rest, what there is of it, comes from fees collected.  Most of the conversation about diverting money to public safety from other areas of the budget is generally political.  

 

Now, about Broad Ripple.  To understand what’s been happening there, I’d first like to take you back to my hometown, which is about the size of Meridian Kessler and Broad Ripple combined.  It’s a racially diverse, high poverty area that by fate, sits directly on Lake Michigan.   It has a harbor (mostly occupied by Chicago boaters) and a park  (once a thriving amusement park, but now much closer to Canterbury Park).   Between the two is a large parking lot.  During the hot Indiana summers, those without air-conditioning  (read Urban Poor) tend to migrate to the parking lot from the late hours of the evening to the early part of the morning  -  breezes off the lake make it cooler there, and while watching the fenced off Chicago boaters and the meager park offer some amusement, mostly the activity is just hanging out.  Of course, there’s alcohol involved.  On a particularly to summer weekend night, the crowd will swell to 3 or 4 thousand, and in crowds that size, there’s always some level of trouble.

 

A similar demographic, for the past couple of years has chosen Broad Ripple Avenue as their lakefront parking lot.  They’re mostly young  -   so young in fact that almost none of them are able to enter Broad Ripple’s bars.  Mostly they hang out on the sidewalks, which is perfectly legal, though it certainly impedes pedestrian traffic.  Some, with cars, simply drive back and forth along the Avenue and socially interact with their friends on the sidewalk.  It was called cruising in past days, and I suppose it still is.  

 

Describing this as a “bar” problem simply omits the fact that this same general group has, and still does, use both downtown Indy and also 38th St. between Illinois and Arlington as a similar playground.  Broad Ripple is probably a more desirable destination because music does emanate from the bars, and, because the demographic that does enter the bars is closer to their own.  It’s also worth noting that Meridian Kessler has so far avoided their arrival, probably because our business nodes are much smaller, and those who frequent our bars are a pinch older.

 

Closing Broad Ripple Avenue for a few hours on late night weekends seems a reasonable experiment.   It should reduce late night cruising, and the interaction between the cars and the sidewalk gawkers is part of the problem.  Likewise, the addition of cameras at least gives the impression of being watched, which ought to deter some crime.   BR Ave. won’t be closed to all traffic  -  emergency vehicles, probably public transportation, etc. will still be allowed.   The Avenue also shouldn’t become a giant block party, because, being partially open, pedestrian won’t be allowed in the street.  You’ll still be able to park there, but need to do so before the street is closed, and you won’t be able to re-enter with your car.

 

As for the idea that the bars ought to close earlier, that’s not going to happen.  Bar revenues are already down  -  a victim to competition and to the present notoriety.    It’s not going to happen legally, because you simply can’t create a law that says establishments in X place are under different rules than those in Y place.

 

In the long run, the answer, or what there is of an answer, is to change Broad Ripple into a more residential area.  The more people who live in this area of Broad Ripple, the more other services, besides bars will be in demand.  Already, the new bars in Broad Ripple are a lot more expensive than the older ones.  New office buildings planned for the area will increase lunch traffic and encourage restaurants to open for that traffic.  As for the bigger picture, something needs to be done to provide amusement for this moveable feast of street gawkers, but that takes money, jobs, etc.  

 

Now, since all of this relates to police, please scroll back to the first paragraph.  There’s almost no available money in the City budget to drastically increase the size of our police department, particularly at $125,000 an officer.  I still promise to talk more in the future about why you just can’t eliminate all the TIF Districts and expect a windfall of future money, but, for now, you just can’t.  That means some form of dedicated revenue stream to police protection.  (Note that the Peterson tax increase was never dedicated, just promised, to that end, and when tax caps arrived, promises vanished).  Two proposals are being floated.  One is the elimination of the local (COIT) homestead credit  (not the big one you get from the state).  The other is an increase to the Public Safety income tax to .5% .  Both would be dedicated, and neither would be massive in their impact on you, though I suppose that depends on how close you live to the edge.  The elimination of the Homestead credit would cost about $35 per household  (unless you’re already at the cap, wherein it doesn’t apply to you).  The Public Safety income tax increase ought to fall in the $50-$60 range.  Interestingly both are opposed by the fringes of the political spectrum  -  the right because there should never, ever, ever, be any new tax, and the left, because lower income residents  (which includes the majority of Marion County residents) shouldn’t ever see any increase in taxes.  The proposals, made by a by-partisan group of the Council, were made because, honestly, this needs to be done, and, honestly, it needs a new revenue stream to get it done.  You can read the Commission’s entire report at  http://www.indy.gov/eGov/Council/Committees/Documents/IMPD%20STAFFING%20STUDY/April%2028%20Meeting/Final%20Report.pdf.

 

Will an increase in our police force eliminate all crime, or even the current “shoot first, introduce yourself later” problem?    Probably not, but it will allow IMPD more ability to station officers in areas from where crime emanates (aka Community Policing), and the more residents know at least a few police officers well, the more likely residents are to talk to the police.  That’s not happening now with the “Task Force” meetings held in various parts of the Districts that end up being attended by the same small group of people (aka The Choir).   Will it eliminate revolving door justice?  No.  If you want more people in jail for longer periods, increase jail capacity, and pay for it, which also involves taxes.

 


 

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Further Confessions of a Home Tour Junkie

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We moved into Meridian Kessler a long time ago.  From what I remember, which is a bit blurred by time, I was looking for a relatively new house.  My experience in home mending consisted of calling the maintenance department of my apartment.  I’d come to Indianapolis from an area that had views of Lake Michigan, so had some vague idea of living near a body of water, which meant looking in the outer edges of the city and being a bit willing to compromise on just what constituted a body of water.

 

We contacted a realtor and set about touring the outer regions of Indianapolis, which meant trips that consisted of 75% driving and 25% touring homes.  We were determined to be picky, and probably wore down our realtor finding excuses not to make bids.  At the end of another long day of wandering, our agent was taking us home, when she mentioned that a house was about to be listed in Meridian Kessler, and since she’d like to see it, wondered if we’d go along.  We agreed and four ourselves at a 75 year old Tudor in the northeast corner of Meridian Kessler.  

 

Inside, we found a house completely different from anything we’d seen in the past month of wandering, filled with twists and turns, nooks and crannies, leaded windows, laundry chutes that might have fit one pair of underwear, hardwood floors and a roof made of stones.  After our tour, about the time we were leaving the front porch, my wife informed me that I had two choices.  The first was to keep looking for new homes on the outskirts, and the other was to have a continuing sex life.  I did some quick calculations as to the number of times I was going to contemplate a view of some drainage pond, and the number of times I was likely to follow other pursuits, and found I was filling out an offer sheet as we drove away.

 

We moved in a couple of months later, on a February day not seen again until our Super Bowl in that it was in the mid 70’s.  There was a bird flying around our living room, which we took as a positive omen, at least until we later discovered that birds and other woodland creatures could find their way into the house at their pleasure.  But, we were in the rapture of home ownership and still envisioned animals from Cinderella who would dress us in the morning and help with the cleaning chores.

 

Pinned to our fireplace mantel was a post-it note from the prior owners, announcing that we would be on the Meridian Kessler Home Tour in June, and would shortly be contacted by the Home Tour Committee.  We still assumed the birds would help with the Home Tour as well.  The owners also left behind a copy of Indianapolis Monthly, where we discovered, our living room, sans birds, was featured.

 

We’d moved, as noted, from an apartment, and not a big one.  We had sufficient furniture for about half the house, but none of it remotely resembled the layout in Indianapolis Monthly.  Naturally, we panicked.  Since post-it notes seemed to work well for the prior owners, we started by adding a post-it in the empty dining room announcing that it was now the Ballroom, and contemplated dancing there for two days of Home Tour  (music supplied by the birds) while the tour guests filed through.  My wife began shopping for glass slippers.

 

Fortunately in those days, Indianapolis was still filled with second hand (OK fourth hand) furniture shops, many of which were still in Meridian Kessler.  In todays world, those stores are called antique shops (and priced accordingly) but then, they were closer to junk shops, but also where, if you were willing to learn a bit of furniture repair and refinishing, you could find real bargains.  Our basement (then unfinished) became the woodworking shop where trash was returned into treasures.  Our indoor woodland creatures  (we assumed they were mice wearing bonnets) walked across newly stained woodwork leaving tiny footprints behind.   

 

We became frequenters of garage sales.  Early on, largely because the prior owners had left the drapes behind, that there seemed to be a lot of pink and blue in the house.  My wife, who was far more advanced in these areas, began slapping me in the side of the head every time I said that, and I quickly learned that “our colors” were rose and teal.  Equipped with that knowledge, I could make quick work of garage sales, offering to buy anything that seemed remotely pink or blue.  As I shopped, my wife decorated, and cleaned  (OK, the birds and mice were total failures in that regard).

 

As February turned to March, March to April, and so on, I discovered the true depth of Home Tour paranoia.  While I had the luxury of going off to work every day, my wife stayed home and contemplated our home with what she imagined was the discerning eye of a veteran home tour attendee.  She assumed the main pursuit of those people would be corners and baseboards, all of which needed to be cleaned with a toothbrush, and soon I was buying those with the regularity of one who has a dental cleaning coming up and needs to compensate for months of gum neglect.

 

Attendees other main concern, I was told, was underwear, since, left unattended for even a second, were sure to be inspected.  Most of our supply was now wedged in our laundry chute to nowhere, so between furniture refinishing and garage sales, I learned the mysteries of Victoria’s Secret.  (Apparently male underwear is of no interest to Home Tour folks despite my insistence that a few of my IU boxer shorts would surely be admired)  As it turned out, my wife looked pretty good in rose and teal  (remember, I was still reaping the benefits of buying the house) though occasionally she blended in with the draperies and I lost track of her.  My folding improved, since no self-respecting Home Tour guest was going to tolerate improperly folded scanties, even if they did match the drapes.  IU does not make rose and teal boxers, although that may have changed.

 

With the Tour about a week away, I determined that my wife was of insufficient mind to be left in our house to suffer the imagined indignities of underwear ogling, corner inspecting guests, so booked us a room at a downtown hotel for the tour date.  After all, our underwear had to remain home and perfectly folded, so it was bound to be a romantic weekend.  That failing, I was comforted that I was at least saving the life of the first guest who dared criticize anything in our house while in earshot of my wife.

 

We turned over our keys to the Home Tour folks and departed for our hotel, chosen because it was not decorated in rose and teal and we wouldn’t have to be reminded that our underwear didn’t match the decor.  For two days we ate, drank, and imagined the enthralled tour guests being whisked through our house by the birds and woodland creatures  (which had been secretly rehearsing their roles for months).

 

Our checkout was well before the tours end, so we took the opportunity to see the other homes on the tour  (none of which had birds and woodland creatures as docents).  We scarcely noticed a corner or a baseboard, but did notice one brave homeowner who’d stayed behind to guard her clearly non-conforming underwear.

 

We returned home just in time to be one of the final group treated to a tour of our own house, and were lead through by a docent who described in great detail all the miracles of our house, sadly omitting the corners and underwear.  As we passed by a guest bedroom, filled with 1960’s Sears furniture cleverly held together with concealed duct tape, the docent did mention that everything in the room was a priceless family heirloom  -  a line we reused  later when selling it at our garage sale.

 

All that was about a quarter century ago.  Our experience with the Home Tour led us to getting involved with the neighborhood association, and of course staying involved with the Home Tour.  Our house has changed  -  we’re raised a family, repaired what always needs repairing in old houses, redecorated, remodeled and repainted.  If anything, the house is more impressive than it was back then, but all of Meridian Kessler, thanks in no small part to the neighborhood association is a lot more impressive as well.

 

The Tour is always improving.  The Association now throws magnificent parties for those who volunteer their homes, and even insures the homeowners against disasters that never happen.

 

We hope you’ll attend this year’s Tour, and the marvelous Twilight Party.   Both celebrate our neighborhood, from where it’s been to where it’s headed.  We sincerely applaud the homeowners who allow us into their homes.  At least one of us understands the effort you’ve put into your corners and baseboards, and promises to only imagine how neatly folded and color coordinated your underwear must be.

 

 

 


 

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