Skaha Lake Park only needs TLC

Dear Editor:

If I was a cartoonist I would create a drawing of a well known and rather influential personality on earth standing before the Pearly Gates holding on to a three-pronged pitch fork and persistently knocking and with all the authority of his kingdom demanding, “Peter, let me in, I have an enhanced plan to revitalize this place, it’s been millennia since anything has been remodeled, upgraded, redeveloped or changed by the status qua. You got to get with the times and develop the areas that are so underutilized especially by politicians of my team.”

What more must we say or do to convince our city’s leaders that we love Skaha Lake Park as it is? It’s like heaven to us. It needs no revitalization, enhancement, development or redevelopment. It cannot be improved with chain-saws, bulldozers, graders and pavers.

Please keep them out of our park.

Skaha Lake Park only needs tender loving care by skilled botanists, horticulturists and gardeners who are familiar with the life cycle of trees and plants and living creatures that thrive in a semi-desert environment, our beautiful valley.

If indeed mayor and council cannot see any beauty and value in nature and local history, for their own health and happiness, they should consider relocating to a heavy industrial city, if there is one anymore, where the squeal and clang of steel caterpillar treads of moving bulldozers, roar of heavy duty diesel engines and the rat-tat-tat of jackhammers sound like music, wedding bells in the ears of the robust population.

And if we want to keep vitality in our city, get rid of the parking meters and install no more. This applies also to the meters at our hospital, particularly now during the construction phase. We are burdening and punishing the sick and infirm with worries about fines and extra leg work and in no way enhancing their care as it reads on the parking permit the meter spits out. I needed emergency care recently, I write from experience. Neither I nor my wife needed the worries about our car when one’s life may be at stake.

Harry Kapeikis

Penticton