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Posted Sept. 27, 2002

Tom Grein

It's Time to Slow Down
There have been 25 deaths on the Fairfax County Parkway since it opened in 1987. In 2001 there were 55 serious accidents. So far in 2002 there have been 48, and it's only September.
It's about time something was done about safety on this increasingly busy speedway, and starting Oct. 1, Fairfax County Police will begin a program to aggressively enforce traffic laws on the Fairfax County Parkway.
In its short history, the Parkway has been the scene of many serious problems. Cars often speed on the long, open road, and the sudden, sharp curves and poor lighting make safe travel difficult. There are few above-grade (separated) road crossings, and frustrated, hurried motorists often run red lights, putting everyone's life in jeopardy.
In addition, there have been incidents of road rage, usually ending with two cars playing tag until one of the drivers chickens out or there is a confrontation.
The rules of the road need better enforcement.
Police involved in The Fairfax County Parkway Campaign will come out in full force using radar, traffic cameras and other means to stop aggressive drivers from tailgating, speeding and running red lights. The heightened enforcement will last for 45 days.
During the program a new type of radar, called Lidar will be used. The new radar projects a laser to detect speed and has a range of more than a mile. It can also pick up a motorcycle's speed even if the motorcycle is situated between two tractor trailers.
We applaud the Fairfax County Police for taking this strong, preventive action.
 
New Australian Home Owner
A woman in Sydney, Australia, was recently given a 30-year, $107,000 home loan.
Margaret Cole, who was born in Wales, Britain, and emigrated to Australia, wanted to own her own home and become part of the Australian dream. She saved her money and received a $3,850 grant from the government for first-time home buyers.
She plans to move into her three-bedroom home next week.
The lending bank is hoping Mrs. Cole lives a long life. She was 92 years old when she secured the loan, but doesn't have to pay it off until she's 122. May she have a grand life.
 
It's Almost Thanksgiving
This is a year of expansion for our family. Expansion as in babies. And it's causing us to ponder our Thanksgiving plans.
Thinking of Thanksgiving in September? In our family, planning for Thanksgiving is a year-round event which begins immediately after the holiday is over.
My wife's family, with all the sisters, brothers, cousins, nieces, nephews, sons and daughters manage to meet in one place over the holiday. We have hosted the event here in Herndon several times because Washington is an easy place to get to and there are so many things to do here.
We've gathered at my niece, Kristen's home in Cincinnati a few times and last year met in the cold, barren land of Michigan in November. This year it's back to Herndon, where we're only a toll charge away from Washington.
It will be much different this year. My wife Betsy's mom died this spring at 95, which will give us much reason to reflect on all the years she graced our lives. But still, the family will have grown. By Thanksgiving three more children will have been born; my daughter's child and the children of two of my nephews.
Added to this mix of babies-on-the-bottle are five other children aged two to seven, and 19 adults. That adds up to 27 people, and don't think babies take up less room than an adult. I've seen the new baby carriages (little VWs) and all the necessary equipment that goes along with a modern baby.
My garage could not hold it all.
So Betsy and I were looking around our house recently trying to think how we could arrange two large dining room tables, room for five youngsters, and space for three babies who will probably need breast feeding just as the turkey comes out of the oven.
After all, it's their Thanksgiving as well.
Then there's the cooking of the holiday beast, the beverages, the appetizers, the football games and the eventual late mashed potatoes and gravy.
It will be like sardines in a can. Like 27 astronauts in a capsule. Like peas in a pod. It's impossible. I've threatened to have elective surgery and spend Thanksgiving Day in Reston Hospital.
So we've tried to come up with solutions, and the only possible alternative is to EAT OUT AT A RESTAURANT! We've suggested the ideas to the sisters and they all think it's a great idea (after all, they are the ones who cook the food). But making this suggestion to the nephews and nieces was like throwing water on a fire.
I think the word "gag" was used several times.
Traditions are hard to change. Traditions may be impossible to change. Two of my nieces threatened to mutiny and hold me captive. But I see nothing but this family getting bigger: More babies are a certainty, and there's still room for a couple more wives and husbands. Who knows, maybe by 2005 Betsy and I could be hosting 42 for Thanksgiving dinner.
But I'm going to have to use all my subjective arguments to convince this traditional group that eating Thanksgiving dinner AT A RESTAURANT is not the worst thing in the world. They cook. They serve. And best of all, they clean up.
We've still got about a couple of weeks left before we make up our minds. But it's not going to be a democratic decision.
It will be the decision of a benevolent dictator. Me.
Now if I can only convince my nieces about that.
And that's Our Town this week.

 

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