A Kindred Pickleball Spirit Lost to Pettiness!
We've lived for decades with a cliche that "Libraries are the eyes to a community's soul." When we would go to a downtrodden, woebegone, backwater community and see an neglected, tired, old, forgotten library, we would pay our respects and nod and move on.
When we'd go to a bright, up-and-coming, optimistic community with a fabulous library, we'd give each other High Fives and settle in. One of the top 3 reasons we settled in Idaho Falls is the Library.
And so it goes with Pickleball. When a community bares their soul and does a smack down on pickleball, it says everything you would every want or need to know about the Soul of that soul-less place. How a community treats it's pickleball courts is The New Arbiter of Soul for any place you may care to visit.
If They Love Pickleball, You Will Love Them! If they hate or cheap-out pickleball or whine about the so-called "noise" issue, you will simply get back in your RV and move on down the Pickleball Road.
It amazes me that people can be so short sighted as to create a situation such as this that is so thoroughly described in this poignant article. As this story makes the rounds in the national pickleball news circuit, you can bet people will be quite literally steering clear of this sorry spot.
Here's the sad story and you can read it for yourself:
http://www.pressdemocrat.com/news/7199674-181/oakmont-manager-cassie-turner-resigns?artslide=0
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