March 28, 1997
The rest of us owe a debt of thanks to all those who have Bradford pear trees, azaleas, forsythia, japonica, redbud trees and all the other brilliant foliage that is making our early spring so colorful and exhilarating. It seems even better than usual this year and I don't know exactly why, but everywhere you look you see colorful heralds of this splendid season. What a glorious time of year!
Easter is the main reason to rejoice right now, and I want to put in a good word for the young people of the Presbyterian church. For the umpteenth consecutive year, they are sponsoring an ecumenical sunrise service at 6:30 a.m. on Easter morning in the little outdoor chapel at Camp Tan Da Ko, tucked away inside the CCC Park. It's for adults as well as young people. Songs, verses of scripture, a brief meditation and prayers of thanksgiving are all included, and the public is always welcome. The bench seats face the east so you'll see the rising sun in all its glory. Following that, coffee, hot chocolate and doughnuts will be served in the small kitchen building just a few yards north of the chapel. Come join the group if you're not otherwise committed to an early Easter morn celebration. A word of warning -- dress warmly. It's ALWAYS cold there this time of year. You'll be dismissed in plenty of time to get ready for the other traditional services of the day.
My Presbyterians are eager for Easter to arrive for another reason. It will be the first official Sunday here for their new pastor, Rev. Timothy Boggess, an Edmond product who has spent the past five years as associate pastor of the First Presbyterian church of Carterville, Ga. He's just hack from a trip to the Holy Land after accepting the call extended by the Perry congregation. The arrival of a new shepherd is always an exciting time for any flock.
Here's a suggestion for someone to consider: Why not take out that little curbed island at the southeast corner of the intersection of Fir avenue and Seventh street? I've lost count _ of the numerous mishaps that have occurred there, mostly because it's the place where many 16-wheel semitrailers turn east on Seventh street to head out of town on U.S. 64 or to wend their way north on U.S. 77. The turning radius just is not great enough for those big guys and the curb is invisible to them, anyway. As a result, several sign poles have been demolished (you can still see the remains of some of them) when those monster tires try to climb up the curb while turning. The curb serves no obvious purpose. Let's get rid of it.