
July 24, 2018
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The grassroots movement of Save the Dells, coupled with the results of the last two Prescott City Council elections, has had a significant impact on our community and the region. Citizens of the area are encouraged that their voices do make a difference. We’ve become more engaged and more optimistic.

Current societal verbiage appears to have gone through a marked metamorphosis in the past couple of decades. Words and phrases that my grandparents and parents taught me seem to have been supplanted by other words and phrases that are evidently supposed to mean the same thing (?) but are markedly different in style and presentations.

In the Quad-Cities region, many business and government leaders are misleading the public into believing we have a secure water future. The reality is that, under current policies, a sustainable water future is nowhere in sight.

More than 30 years ago, then-presidential candidate George H.W. Bush stood onstage at the Republican National Convention and famously promised, “Read my lips, no new taxes.” That promise may have won him the election, but it was also his undoing.

Now that our children are back in school, the Prescott Unified School District board and administration want Prescott parents to believe that our children’s educational needs are being met.

We hear about all the today’s top players, Roger Federer, Rafa Nadal, Serena Williams, Novak Djokovic and such, and it’s called for because they are the current players who are making news in the tennis world; but once upon a time there was this kid from Rockhampton, Australia who was catching the eye of top coaches in the bigger cities like Brisbane.

Recently I was at a tournament watching a variety of tournament players gearing up for battle and you could see who was really getting ready to bring it and who were not in the same arena of mental and physical warfare.

Wherever I go in Prescott there’s always a discussion of what’s happening with regard to the 2nd Amendment. When that’s the topic of discussion, it appears we’ve gone from cancel culture to cancel Constitution, with the crosshairs squarely on the Second Amendment.

When I saw Facebook posts celebrating the end of 2020 and predicting a great 2021, I asked, “Really?”

I’m reading my 16th book since the onset of the Wu-Flu pandemic called “The Irrationals” by Julian Havil. Originally called “incommensurable” by the Greeks in geometry, arithmetically the term became irrationals and meant a number “the decimal expansion of which is neither finite nor recurring.”

We’ve heard every cliché known to mankind about our competitive spirit and the world we live in to survive…”It’s dog-eat-dog,” “The law of the jungle,” “Every man for himself,” and, “No one remembers who came in second place.”

Sunday, I spent 2.5 hours in the COVID-19 free fresh air of Prescott taking down our Christmas decorations and listening to the John Batchelor show podcasts.

Psychology Today defines cognitive dissonance as “a term for the state of discomfort felt when two or more modes of thought contradict each other.”

We’ve all been going through hoops to not get COVID, yet the numbers have increased, and unless we are wrapped in a bubble there are still certain risks that are unavoidable.

Ben Stanley was enjoying both his basketball career and academics as a sophomore at Hampton University last spring. He planned to spend his junior year on campus before declaring for the NBA draft in 2021.

When playing the game of tennis, there are a bundle of special mannerisms that make playing the game much more fun and enjoyable, known as tennis etiquette.

When I first picked up a racquet at the age of 12 there was no inclination that this game of tennis would be any more than a fleeting moment in life, something to have some fun with for a while, hanging out with neighborhood buddies, challenging ourselves to something different from baseball, basketball, football or getting into trouble.

Dateline Geneva Switzerland, Oct. 23: "We are at a critical juncture in the COVID-19 pandemic, particularly in the Northern hemisphere," WHO Director-General Tedros told a news conference "The next few months are going to be very tough, and some countries are on a dangerous track."

Global consulting firm McKinsey & Company touts itself as “the trusted advisor and counselor to many of the world’s most influential businesses and institutions.”

As the pandemic suddenly turned our lives upside down, educators immediately, and in some cases, literally overnight, redesigned their school models to provide the service that families so desperately needed to maintain as much normalcy during this unprecedented crisis.

Sixty-four years ago, while serving in the U.S. Navy, I was involved in a horrific accident. I had an overnight pass and was a passenger in another sailor’s car. I was in the back seat. The driver lost control of the car and went off the road. We went airborne and rolled over into a field.

When I enlisted in the U.S. Air Force in 1976 at age 25, the military mandated annual flu shots. I was in meteorological technical training school at Chanute AFB, Illinois. Our base commander said if we refused the shot, they would not let us get Christmas leave.

As of this printing we are inside 20 days to the presidential election. I don’t know about you, but I’m exhausted with the negative ads that saturate all media; TV, internet, social media and podcasts. We’re so hi-tech that I might listen to a radio station in Philadelphia via the internet and hear a political commercial from Arizona.

My background in the Prescott area has been primarily tennis and health clubs since 1985. Teaching and managing facilities. As of the past few months our tennis avenues have been compromised with Yavapai College shutting down the tennis facility once again, the PHS tennis facility with limited hours now that school is back in session Monday through Thursday, the Prescott Athletic Club who recently opened their pool, tennis and pickleball courts and had hoped to have a grand opening — now shut down due to City of Prescott technicalities on a building that has been up and running for over 30 years. A lot of discombobulation to say the least.

In case you missed it, two of the power five football conferences, representing the biggest college football programs in the country, decided to take a hiatus from competition this season.

Today, I want to relate a story that was recently told to me by a physician friend. In times like these it is fascinating how something that seemed so long ago in our past can be so intrinsically tied to the things we are experiencing currently.

I just signed up to be a mentor at my law school, and did something that is atypical for me: Display a preference for female law students. It even surprises me when I look at that sentence, since my entire career as a columnist has been dedicated to the proposition that gender, race, sexual orientation, religion and all of the other epidermal things that form our identity are less important than the intangibles of brain, values, heart and capacity for endurance.

Two years ago, Arizona Eco Development’s proposed Granite Dells subdivision awakened a sleeping giant — the public — caught off guard by an unbelievably disastrous proposal. From widespread community concern arose our grassroots volunteer group, Save the Dells.

In the weeks since the Prescott City Council and City Manager Michael Lamar announced their plans for the $5.1 million in CARES Act funds that the city has received through the state, there have been several letters to the editor suggesting that the funds could be better utilized meeting the current needs of citizens negatively impacted by the COVID-19 pandemic.

On his first day in office in 2015, MLB Commissioner Rob Manfred began to implement his vision for what has become known as “One Baseball.”

Putting is not a physical science, it is a mental art. Everybody tries to get too technical when it comes to putting. They put way too much emphasis on the mechanics.

As a tennis columnist the past 27 years and playing, teaching and making a living of sorts in the game since the late 1960’s, I’d much rather be writing about the U.S. Open (being played without a crowd, but still playing) or the Bryan brothers (greatest doubles team ever) who have just retired.

As we are “everybody’s hometown,” Prescott Peacebuilders invites all of Prescott to join in commemorating the International Day of Peace, Sept. 21, established in 1981 by the United Nations to honor our aspirations toward a peaceful and sustainable world.

Two constants: Citizens seemingly mean well, in calling for meaningful change. Government’s frontline, policing, is unable to meet expectations or gain satisfactory ratings in the communities they serve.

Unless you’ve been quarantined without access to the news for the past eight months you know 2020 has been the year of change. Nothing exemplifies that more than the about face taken by the NCAA regarding playing sports when students aren’t on campus.

I had a chance to recently catch up with Prescott’s Taylor Johnson at UCLA. Here is a peek at what we discussed:

Boy, this COVID-19 thing has sure thrown a monkey wrench into our lives!

I guess in these trying times, being somewhat flexible is necessary. The Yavapai College tennis facility will now begin its second time of being shut down due to the virus or complications surrounding it.

Should sporting events be open to fans? The answer depends on who you ask.

I’ve always been proud to be a part of the unique and lively Prescott community. Our community pride, fierce independence, diverse population, small-town feel, climate, natural beauty, culture and arts scene make this hometown one-of-a-kind.

“We’ll never change the name. It’s that simple. NEVER—you can use caps.”

Normally at this point in the professional tennis season we’d be watching the “March to the U.S. Open going full bore, with The Canadian Open in Toronto/Montreal followed by the Washington, D.C. Citi Open, both now canceled due to the virus.

Arizona is a fast-growing state with one of the largest cities in the nation but our great state is also home to a robust, vibrant, and strong rural community.

“Ten years ago I’d have not only gotten to that shot, I’d have hit a winner past you,” I inwardly thought to myself with a pasted smile but with a real comment of just, “Nice shot.”

For anyone anticipating the return of baseball next month, here’s a bit of advice: Don’t hold your breath. After three months of excruciating back and forth failed to result in an agreement between owners and players, MLB commissioner Rob Manfred mandated a 60-game season beginning on July 23.

In our known universe, there is no such thing as a perfect vacuum. Wikipedia states that even outer space is not technically as vastly empty as it appears:

When 200,000 wounded WWI veterans came home a century ago our nation gasped at the horror of injuries caused by mechanized and chemical warfare. Veterans returned missing arms and legs. They were blind, deaf, or mentally injured.

I’ve never considered myself biased against people of color. But the protest marches that have lately swept the country (and the world) have made me realize that a friendly neutrality toward people is not the same as standing with them in solidarity.

As reported in The Daily Courier on May 23, the three parties to the Arizona Eco Development (AED) negotiations are close to finalizing a preliminary agreement on a deal that would protect 475 acres in the Granite Dells as public open space.

Our community has a tremendous opportunity to add to the 1,350 acres of open space preservation in the Dells through a possible annexation agreement with Arizona Eco Development (AED).

Beautiful vistas from hiking trails were a big part of how my husband and I wound up in Prescott.

Arizona has a historical legacy of the adventurous, the desperate, the risk-tolerant and the misfit drifting into her early untamed landscapes.

My mother texted me a photograph on Sunday. That doesn’t sound like a newsworthy occasion, but mom had never texted anything to me or anyone else, ever. It was a photo of the flowers I sent her for Mother’s Day. The picture was a little grainy and out of focus, but that’s what a 15-year-old flip phone will get you.

I have been trying to do my civic duty. I stay more than 6 feet away from most people. I live alone, so my trips to the store are surgical strikes. I have social distanced from vulnerable friends and relatives, mastered the art of Zoom and Facetime, and learned to make my own damn coffee.

My brother Jon was an exceptional human being. He had a sense of the world and life that alternated between skepticism, passionate embrace, disappointment, and hope that things would always move toward improvement, toward the light.

Even the most Pollyanna-ish among us probably have a hard time seeing any silver linings in the pandemic cloud that hangs over the country.

Americans have a tendency to think we react well in emergencies. There is this sense we rise to the occasion, without whining and with that strength of character vouchsafed us from our immigrant ancestors.

Sitting on a deck looking out over the City of Prescott, I can see Yavapai Regional Medical Center, the white dome of the Prescott High School, the tips of the taller Granite Dells formations, a large green water tank perched on a nearby hill and farther on, the Prescott Resort.

This week Yavapai County suffered its first death to the coronavirus. As a husband, father and resident of Yavapai County, my heart goes out to the families most affected by this tragic loss. The reality of this heartbreaking event has made the seriousness of COVID-19 exceedingly clear to everyone in our community.

Like most people, and especially in my younger years, I’ve generally focused on my own triumphs and tragedies, successes and failures, with national and worldwide events serving as a somewhat fuzzy backdrop.

Gov. Doug Ducey has no plans to order all Arizonans to stay at home in the fight against the coronavirus, and that’s a good thing.

What a predicament! As of this writing, there are no documented cases of COVID-19 in Yavapai County.

Voters may get a third chance in November to approve Arizona gubernatorial candidates choosing a running mate, who would serve as lieutenant governor.

You may have noticed that essays written during the holiday season often begin with gratitude for a familiar litany of material things, relationships with family and friends and the freedoms we enjoy in our country.

My father turns 96 this month. We’re blessed by the fact that, while his body has grown frail, he is mentally as clear and aware as ever.

The Central Arizona Partnership (CAP) has been watching attentively as the City of Prescott has developed proposed changes to the city’s water policy. As CAP has studied the issues, several noteworthy factors have become apparent.

Over the past few years, I’ve noticed that people from around the world — and from some of the most unexpected places — find a new home in Prescott and its surrounding towns.

There came a point when no one took Fred Sanford seriously when he clutched his chest, looked toward the heavens and cried out, “This is the big one! I’m coming Elizabeth!” But we are now to believe, according Democrats and even some Republicans, that President Donald Trump’s phone call with the president of Ukraine is the “Big One.”

That magic time has finally arrived with the imminent arrival of fall and the beginning of the NFL season for 2019.

Got an embarrassing admission here. I was scheduled to summarize the Democratic candidates debate last week, but also had a deadline about the opening of the football season, and they kind of got mixed up together. Don’t you hate it when two things vie for your attention at the same time? Must be what’s making Donald Trump so irascible.

As former Vice President Joe Biden has embarked on his latest campaign for the presidency, I’ve been reminded about why I left the Democratic Party three years ago, after having been a member since 1980.

The first time I saw it, I could barely breathe. It was so beautiful against the cerulean sky. Our Lady of Paris.

I acknowledge that I am old.

“If younger generations don’t know why and how America is such a great nation, we are doomed!”

Call me a nuanced curmudgeon.

In my experience, one of the greatest social challenges is remembering the names of folks I’ve just been introduced to, especially at a party or at a subversive underground gathering bent on overthrowing…something.

Trump is still being Trump.

In the business sales world of today, pursuit of the almighty dollar is the over-riding consideration aimed at maximum profit, which is fine.

Here are a handful of notable news pieces that might indicate more than they look like on the surface, which I’ll expound on below.