Project costs for the Lake Powell Pipeline (LPP) have been vastly exaggerated because of inaccurate cost comparisons between LPP and the Southern Delivery System (SDS) water project completed in Colorado Springs, Colorado in 2016. This information has recently been included in local news stories. As the program director for both projects, I need to point out some flaws and inaccuracies of the comparison created by the Utah Rivers Council to ensure the public has the facts.
Last week a group of Spanish Valley residents asked the School and Institutional Trust Lands Administration board of trustees to reconsider its planned sale of 13 acres for development of a Love’s truck stop.
For many years, residents of northern San Juan County’s Spanish Valley have been able to live without much concern for what was going at the county level. The county seat, in Monticello, is a 45-minute drive away.
Whether the up or down vote on a proposed governance plan for Grand County is held in 2019 or in 2020, there are several matters that should be resolved.
This letter is a response to Aug. 15 edition’s My View written by a professional citizen journalist, the managing editor of and freelance writer for The Free Range Report. It breaks my heart, when for no good reason folks selling an ideology try to divide us from each other.
I oppose the sale of land by SITLA [Schools and Institutional Trust Lands Administration] to the Love’s Corporation for a large truck stop. Although truckers need a place to stop along their route, there are other locations where a truck stop would not border a quiet residential area. The current proposal is not acceptable.
When they were in their mid-forties, Joyce and Robert adopted Crystal. Crystal brought nothing but joy into their lives. Crystal is a great student and has lots of friends. When she started middle school she became very good friends with Alex who lives in their neighborhood. Crystal and Alex walked to and from school and did their homework together everyday. On weekends they went to movies and hung out with friends.
Mine is a house full of remnants of many decades of living here in our little green valley. I challenge readers to open their junk drawers, tool boxes, tackle boxes and picnic baskets, and there in the bottom they will find keys. Not individual keys, but full sets. What locks do these keys open? In my case, I don’t know, and if I don’t know, nobody knows.
Fifty years ago last week the nation witnessed one of the most iconic events in history when over 400,000 people descended on a 600-acre dairy farm in Bethel, New York. The event was billed as an Aquarian Exposition, which featured three days of peace and music, but it was more commonly known as the Woodstock Music Festival.
On Thursday afternoon of last week I was approached while leaving my driveway by a detective from the Grand County Sheriff’s Department. Immediately following him were two more officers, and two more on what appeared to be on standby right across the street. I later learned from an onlooker that there were two city officers across the street in the opposite direction.
My wife and I live at Pack Creek Ranch in a valley that connects to the tail end of Spanish Valley. From our cabin, we can see traffic on Highway 191 three and a half miles to the west. One of the things that knocked our socks off when we first visited here was the night sky aglow with stars. We treasure that sight which just isn’t possible in most cities.
When my family and I moved to Moab in 1991, the city and county were experiencing serious problems because of the collapse of the uranium industry. You could buy a house for $18,000 to $28,000. There was a three-person county commission that was making decisions that many folks found problematic.