Letters to the Editor for June 10, 2011
Who else mourns the war dead?
To the editor:
Fueled by Meals on Wheels, I creep from this pretty, subsidized building and see how lucky I am to live in Baker City, a city of motherly love.
My motherly city struggles to feed, soothe and care for those who, like myself, have aged into our second baby stage. Polite children dart into the street around me, walkers rein in their dogs and toddlers, traffic backs up behind drivers who brake for me and offer ridges to someplace I might belong.
Humbled, I return to my lonely studio and comfort myself by starting through windows at a courtyard of sheer beauty such as few ever see. But I must brace myself for the night when my TV will likely show me that another 12 or 13 young American service members have died, perhaps four or five of them teenagers. Then I’ll listen in vain to hear moans in the halls to match my own.
The following day we’ll talk about our pets, how hard we have worked, and play with our toys.
In the nine years I’ve lived here, I’ve seldom heard in the joking banter of my fellow residents any concern for the many young people dying, on our behalf, in places we can’t find on a map.
My motherly city, like other cities in the motherly USA, is a semi-arid empathy desert. She hears the cries of the old, who hold in our baby fists the power to polarize Congress into catatonia, but the war slain young and her schools get short shrift.
She stunts the minds of young children with a watered-down educational formula of crowded classes and scant attention, which is like trying to nourish a fast-growing child on a diet of sour skim milk.
BHS graduation was a wonderful event
To the editor:
The 2011 Baker High School graduation was a wonderful event. It was very impressive to see the graduating seniors proceed onto the field of Bulldog Memorial Stadium while the band played “Pomp and Circumstance.” It is a beautiful setting.
The student speakers all spoke so well; you could hear every word. Dan Brooks, the commencement speaker and 1976 graduate of Baker High School, gave some good advice and also shared his memories of growing up in Baker City.
The senior choir sang the National Anthem as it should be sung. It was beautiful. Thanks to everyone who made this event so memorable.