Part 3: I Love To Tell The Story...Once I Learn It Myself.
|James and Laura Belle Carlisle|
Bradshaw, Nebraska 1890's
While I was searching for the exact location of my grandparents’ graves at Pioneer Cemetery, I was greeted by a very jovial dog, off leash. He ran right up to me. As a cyclist I’ve learned to read dogs quickly. This one liked me and just needed a pat on the head before he bounded off again, across the grave sites. I like dogs, but I wondered if this was commonplace, bringing dogs to the cemetery and letting them run free like that.
I got my answer when I visited my other grandparent’s cemetery the same day. There was another dog, off leash. Hmmm.
Maybe I’m missing something, but it seems odd that we’re not talking about that in the conversation about the safety of this historic site. As wonderful as it is to have a place to bring a dog, I’m not super excited that they’re given free run of the place.
Anyhow, our friend at Breakfast on Bikes set me straight on a few facts that I didn’t wholly understand about this topic.
The City Council will decide on June 25th whether they will "vacate" the alley in question. I hope that's not the outcome.
And I hope there can be a well-reasoned, respectful conversation about the imperative to move bikes and pedestrians through this area in a safe manner. Away from Commercial Street.
I believe a bicycle/pedestrian path would have far less impact on the cemetery than is being suggested by some. Yes, we need to care for our historic places and monuments. They remind us to care about our own stories, and how we all connect in one way or another.
We also must consider the safety and well-being of the walkers and riders, the ones who are living the story that is unfolding.