Soon after my older brother returned home from World War II, he seemed to enjoy playing phonograph records. One song he particularly seemed to like went like this: "Detour, there's a muddy road ahead; detour, paid no mind to what it said; should have read that detour sign."
Recently I found what was to me an unexpected detour sign that made me very annoyed. It was on East Superior Street, just beyond Congdon School. Because of it I found myself in a really long line of cars attempting to turn left onto London Road, which, under normal conditions, can be rather challenging. I turned around soon, getting temporarily lost in the Congdon neighborhood, where I wasn't exactly a stranger.
Detour upon detour upon detour! Will there be no end? And who (to use a favorite word of a Minneapolis sports columnist) were the "geniuses" who came up with this scheme guaranteed to drive motorists mad while polluting the atmosphere by driving down miles per gallon on the best cars?
And the Glenwood Street project hasn't even begun. How will that mix with the work being done on the new Lester Park School? Granted, replacement of that street is long overdue, something that people who transport others with handicaps would agree on.
To borrow a phrase from my father, who died quite a while ago: "Isn't that the worst you never heard?" I suppose what it will come to is you can't get there from here, even with a GPS, which I don't own.
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Vinton G. Beckstrom
Duluth
