In the Year of Our What?
Its Holding, Holding, Holding
Early Fathers Day
Two years ago this summer, the last time I saw my father, he shuffled up the slight incline in front of my sister’s home as if it were the tallest mountain on the continent. I couldn’t believe how deliberately my formerly vigorous father was moving. By last autumn, he had slowed a little more, necessitating the acquisition of a cane and a walker. Outside of the house, they tell me, he always uses one or the other, usually the cane because he feels the walker impedes him. But the walker is appealing when he takes his daily constitutional because it has a seat for relief when he gets winded, which is about halfway through. A month ago when Pop visited one of the numerous doctors he calls on, an x-ray of his lungs revealed an unexplained spot. Once Pop returned home, thirty miles later, panic set in. He and my stepmother, who spend their days in large side-by-side drop-back chairs, sat down on the couch and had a lusty cry.
Teachers Settlement Is Back on
The Suit Is in Heidis Court
Dispute Over Budget Report
Union, District Meet Today
No Blemishes on This Police Chief?
Whatever internal unrest may have surfaced after Culver City selected its second new Police Chief in two years has receded, sources say, and they are crediting the new chief himself. Don Pedersen had critics even before the critics knew his name. The critics had wanted the City Council to choose Asst. Chief Hank Davies, but Mr. Pedersen nosed him out, three to two. The learning curve that would confront any outsider is offset, say Pedersen supporters, by the fact he comes into Culver City with a shiny slate. No prejudices, no grievances, no preconceived notions about who should be upgraded or demoted now that he holds the keys. So far, he seems ideally calibrated, maintaining a pleasant balance between his duties toward his officers and toward the regular people, City Hall and the community.
Stand for Something
I would imagine the roughest part of the day for Erin Aubry Kaplan, the Times’ often brattish commentator on cultures of color, is arriving at a traffic signal. The angry little lady probably is puzzled by which light to get mad at. At the red one because green is showing? Or the green one because the red is showing? She appears to prefer amber because amber does not force her to make a commitment. She can stop, a little. Or she can drive on, a little. Life can be such a nag when you are shilling for the affirmative action yahoos. My, my. Living with Ms. Mad must be a riot. (Fortunately, she is one of the few women with nose-holding attitudes whom I overlooked in my now terminated Wife-for-a-Few-Years Derby.)
Getting to Know the Chief
Says the new chief: “My style is to learn everything I can about the department, and you can’t do that sitting in the office. I will do that by going to see where people work, seeing what’s important to them, seeing what issues they think are important, and seeing how I can help them do their job better. That is my primary job. The better taken care of the men and women here are, the better they will do out in the community, providing services.”