deepdoodoo wrote:

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Sure wish our parks looked like East Lake's...

Oh come on Doo, Founders has that difficult to achieve natural look. Anybody can have parks with wide expanses of green where games can be played, and kids can roll in the grass, while folks sit and watch from lots of benches under beautiful shady trees.

The folks in Founders are of sturdier stock. They can walk farther to find a park bench only to sit in the sun and stare at brown weed covered hills.

The Founders are more creative when it comes to finding an open expanse of grass to throw a Frisbee or roll a bocce ball. Founders go to the school field like our parents and all of those that lived in poor, unplanned communities before us. It's overrun with weeds too, but the school district keeps them neatly mowed (Don't forget to take a doggie poop bag for clean up before starting your game, and make sure you know when soccer and baseball and football practice is over or there won't be room for you to romp).

Founders don't need no stinking tulip bulbs artfully placed at the entry of a park. All a Founder needs is catchment ponds that hold just enough water from the always running sprinkler system, to breed mosquitoes. It's wonderful to walk by the "ponds" at sunset and watch the new hatchlings take wing into the neighborhood. Ah, nature.

Founders know who they are! We are the drainage for all the surrounding villages. Look at how creative Kennecott was disguising Central Park for us. Where else would you be lucky enough to get such a large storm drain disguised as a park? A terrific large SUNNY area, no trees to get in the way of frolic. You don't see any of that in Eastlake!

Who needs a lovely natural stone entry at each corner of a promenade? Founders get new patches of concrete replaced every year! The different shade of concrete certainly creates a beautiful contrast to the mundane, same batch pour you see everywhere else.

History tells us Founders are the ones that suffer, just to build a better life for those who follow. So the next time you walk by the one-acre weed patch by the DCC, hold your head up high and say, "that's right, I'm a Founder! I'm meant to have less for the betterment of those that follow"