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Letters to Editor


Dear Editor:

Having just returned from my second play at the Pagosa Springs Center for the Arts Black Box Theatre (the beautifully remodeled old Paint Connection on Put Hill), I am blown away by this new addition to our town. “Brilliant Traces” is thought provoking in theme and exquisitely acted by Laura and Tim Moore, the two responsible for Pagosa’s great good fortune. What is more exciting than superb, small theater? NYC couldn’t do better and is much pricier than $15.

Phyl Daleske


Dear Editor:

My recent letters concerning the airport have been misconstrued to suggest I don’t like airplanes. In fact, I love airplanes if they are built in accordance with God’s plan; that is with propellers. As soon as I win the lottery I plan to buy a Sopwith Camel and hold airshows at Stevens Field. Mr. Jim Sawicki has volunteered to be my wing walker. I’ll bet the whole town will come out to see if I can shake Jim off.

In case I can’t shake Jim off, I must correct another of his innumerable errors. I am not the “Ancient One,” but a kid who happened to have been born eighty-one years ago.

Oh, I almost forgot, for those Republicans concerned with Jim’s fate, no need to fret. Jim is so full of hot air he will just float down.

Bob Dungan



Dear Editor:

I am wondering how many of you readers know there was a rodeo at the fairgrounds last weekend. Ron and I learned about it from a friend who knew one of the participants and so we were out there. It turned out to be a high school rodeo.

Evidently, there was some sort of a mix up in how this event was to be publicized. Even so, this was a two-day event and the participants were going to use the springs and who knows what else and some may have spent the night in a motel.

It would have been nice if they had been made to feel welcome. After all, there has been so much talk back and forth about getting people and their money into town and here was an opportunity (small as it was). There were very few locals in the stands and only a couple of familiar names participating.

We have to be more demonstrative and make our presence known — one step at a time.

Cindy Gustafson


Dear Editor:

After reading your article about the unemployment, I wanted to drop you a quick note. I live in Midland, Texas. There are jobs for anyone that can pass a drug test here in the Permian Basin. Midland was the fourth in the country as far as job growth and Odessa was eighth for cities this size. Oil companies are paying $20/hour for truck drivers. There are help wanted signs all over the place. The drawback — your changing scenery from beautiful Pagosa Springs to desert. We’ve only received .11 inch of rain for the year. Needless to say, we are in an “exceptional drought” according to weathermen. But if you want to work, this is the place to be. We have a place in Pagosa so I frequently read your paper online.


Kyle Peck

Midland, Texas

Pony up

Dear Editor:

In line with last week’s editorial (“They’re Willing to Pay. Are We?”), I suggest we pony up! Those of us of voting age during the 2000-2008 period need to pony up and pay for our spending spree. We fought two wars on the credit card, we expanded Medicare drug programs with no provisions for paying for it, we allowed financial institutions to speculate with our savings with no regard for oversight or limits, and at the same time we reduced government income via some fairly reckless personal tax cuts and a variety of corporate subsidies (energy, agriculture, retail, etc). As a result, we added $4.97 trillion to the national debt. Now we should step forward and pay our debt; not our children (schools, teachers, Head Start, school breakfast and lunch programs) and not the least able to pay (home heating assistance, WIC, family planning).

We should do the adult thing and pony up our share through a tax surcharge. We ought to be ashamed to have purchased those eight years and billed our children for our indulgence. Let’s be a mensch and take care of our obligations.

Terry Pickett

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