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Don’t count your Chicks…

I read the recent letter from Angie Logan of WCYK radio about the Dixie Chicks flap, in which she excoriates your newspaper for incomplete reporting and calls your credibility into question [Mailbag, May 5]. The irony here is so thick I could cut it with a knife.

Shortly after [Dixie Chicks singer] Natalie Maines made her remark about the President, I sent e-mails to Ms. Logan and her on-air partner, Bill Thomas. I asked each of them why WCYK had chosen to stop playing the Dixie Chicks, and expressed my belief that to shun them for expressing their opinion was un-American. Ms. Logan responded quickly, informing me that WCYK was not banning the Dixie Chicks. That Mr. Thomas, as Program Director, had made the decision to continue playing the Dixie Chicks and that they had made that decision because they believed, like me, that punishing the Dixie Chicks for expressing their opinions was just plain wrong.

This was most peculiar, since WCYK had, by that time, stopped playing the Dixie Chicks. The group’s music, ordinarily heard at least once an hour on WCYK, was now totally absent. In the many weeks since, I have not heard a single Dixie Chicks song on WCYK. That strikes me as rather odd, given Ms. Logan’s insistence that no ban was in effect.

I have subsequently contacted WCYK’s parent company, Clear Channel, and they told me that all programming decisions are made locally, that Clear Channel had not banned the Dixie Chicks. Somebody’s being less than truthful here, and it’s not C-VILLE. Ms. Logan needs to come clean: Are the Chicks banned or not? And if not banned, have they been exiled to the wee hours? She needs to let her listeners know why we never hear the Dixie Chicks on WCYK. If WCYK is going to support this loutish, un-American treatment of the Dixie Chicks, Ms. Logan should at least have the integrity to stand up and say so.

Alex Citron

Charlottesville

 

 

Taking into account

Regarding your piece about Bank of America charging $5 to cash checks drawn on their business accounts [“Stinging endorsement,” Ask Ace, April 29]. I just wanted to let all of the employers in the area know that Southern Financial Bank has two locations in Charlottesville, 2208 Ivy Road and 300 East Market Street. We would love to open those business payroll accounts and cash their employees’ checks at NO CHARGE!

Robin Covington

Charlottesville

The letter writer is a branch manager at Southern Financial.

 

 

Bill of plights

In response to Chris Smith’s letter correcting Ted Rall [Mailbag, April 29], I would like to correct Mr. Smith. The GI Bill was cancelled in 1975. The [current] programs for financial assistance for members of the military provide matching funds for savings by the individual. It is difficult to have a savings plan since the salaries are so low, especially for folks who support a family. The amount of savings and matching funds that a service member would accrue by the time of their discharge might well be enough to pay for tuition, but will not come close to meeting the costs of housing, food plan, books and other expenses.

Recruiters often paint a rosy picture of education benefits to lure young people into the military, but most of these young people have a tough time remaining in school until graduation unless they go into debt. Not quite what Uncle Sam described. The post-WW II GI Bill made a college education and home ownership (through low-interest loans) more accessible to low- and middle-income Americans than at any other time in history. Those days are long gone and huge Federal deficits guarantee they will never come back.

Gene Fifer

Charlottesville

 

 

 

Nobody’s home

One of my favorite bumper stickers is the one that says “The War on Poverty: Too Bad We Surrendered.” Local social worker Jennifer Isbister is to be commended for reminding us that there are still some soldiers out there fighting the good fight [“This space not for rent,” Fishbowl, April 29].

If only more people on the front lines of the war on poverty would follow Isbister’s example and speak out on issues like the shortage of affordable rental housing for low-income working families, maybe the City would pay greater attention to these problems. And contrary to some assertions made in your article, there is a lot more the City can be doing (even within its limited means) to address the affordable housing crisis in our community.

One simple first step would be to re-direct the funds it has been using to support middle- and upper-class housing projects toward developments that include a broader mix of incomes. After all, why should my elderly and working-class neighbors in Belmont, living on limited incomes and paying ever-escalating property taxes, have to subsidize the construction of $200,000 houses and $300,000 condominiums elsewhere in the City?

Dave Norris

Charlottesville

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Fishbowl

No sizzle, f’shizzle

Sparks fly over shutdown of July 4 fireworks 

This year, the home of Thomas Jefferson may have to celebrate the Declaration of Independence without the traditional pyrotechnics, but not due to lack of effort from local concerned citizens. When Ray Caddell heard that Charlottesville may not have a fireworks display on July 4, the real estate broker described in Century 21 ads as “The Hardworking Nice Guy” went ballistic.

“Every dinky town in America figures out how to have fireworks on July 4,” he says. “How can the City of Charlottesville talk about not having fireworks? It’s embarrassing.”

Last fall, the Charlottesville Downtown Foundation decided it could no longer afford to host the City’s traditional fireworks display in McIntire Park. The CDF lost more than $20,000 in July 2002, says board member Joe Teague, and the cash-strapped non-profit just couldn’t afford to take such a hit this year.

“Last year it stressed all our resources, both finances and manpower,” says Teague. In the past, the CDF has relied on local businesses to help pay for events like Fridays After 5 and fireworks through advertising and sponsorships. “Nobody’s spending money on promotion right now,” says Teague. “Groups like ours are having to regroup and retrench.”

In addition to abandoning the costly fireworks display, earlier this year the CDF announced that for the first time it would charge admission to its Fridays After 5 concert series on the Downtown Mall partly to fund other activities. CDF board members say that, for now, there are no more events on the chopping block.

Still, the fireworks news got a group of local businessmen “up in arms,” says lawyer Bill Tucker. He and Caddell, along with community activist Tom Powell and WINA executive Dann Miller, are calling on their friends in high places to contribute money and elbow grease to keep the rockets’ red glare. At press time, the group had raised about $12,000, and on Wednesday, May 21 at 10 am, the law firm Tucker, Griffen and Barnes will convene a meeting for anyone who wants to volunteer.

Whatever Band-Aid might ultimately be applied this year, the future of fireworks in Charlottesville is in doubt. There’s some disagreement about who is responsible for putting on such pubic events. Tucker and Caddell say the City and County governments should take up the responsibility, while City Manager Gary O’Connell, says the City isn’t “in the fireworks business.” Teague hopes a committee will form with the sole purpose of putting on Independence Day displays.

“It’s a tough project,” he says. “It would be great if a nucleus develops out of this. It needs to go to the next level.”––John Borgmeyer

 

 

Debt service

The water authority empties its pockets, crosses its fingers 

Next year the Rivanna Water and Sewer Authority will spend more than $22 million to update and expand the local water system. This summer, however, water officials will be keeping their eyes skyward and their fingers crossed.

The construction projects will expand the water supply and repair existing infrastructure, most of which is more than 50 years old and too dilapidated to meet current regulations, according to an RWSA report. Over the next 10 years, RWSA could spend as much as $80 million on capital projects. Funds will come from a combination of bank loans, rate increases and a $24.5 million bond from the Virginia Resources Authority, a State agency that finances local government projects. RWSA Executive Director Larry Tropea is bracing himself for the task of nursing a series of expensive, complex projects through a maze of government regulations and private contractors.

According to an April 28 report from the RWSA, the board of directors in the past has criticized Tropea’s staff for not providing them with timely, comprehensive information. The 2004 budget calls for hiring five new employees and eliminating two vacant positions.

“For an agency the size of Rivanna, managing $20 million projects will take a lot of work,” says City Manager Gary O’Connell, a RWSA director. “Things don’t just happen. You’ve got to stay on top of them. There are some issues about making sure things get done from here on out.”

Tropea says he’s confident his staff will meet the challenge.

At press time, it seemed likely that on May 19 the RWSA board would approve a plan to borrow $6 million from Bank of America to fund engineering and research on plans to expand the South Fork Rivanna Reservoir by raising the dam and dredging sediment from its bottom. Tropea says that project is “making steady and deliberate progress” through the Virginia Department of Environmental Quality. Among other things, the RWSA must present the DEQ with reports on the James River spineymussel––an invertebrate whose endangered status derailed plans for a new reservoir in the early ’90s––as well as the potential harm to wetlands and historic sites that could result from raising the reservoir level by four feet.

The $24.5 million VRA bond will be used mainly to pay for infrastructure improvements. The bond will have a “huge” impact on rates, according to an RWSA report, because it will increase the Authority’s total outstanding debt to $77.6 million from $52 million. The report says debt service will cost more than $7 million next year, accounting for 44 percent of the Authority’s 2004 budget.

All this borrowing will mean higher water and sewer rates. Currently, the Albemarle County Service Authority is negotiating with the City’s public works department on exactly how the two jurisdictions will divide that cost. ACSA director Bill Brent says new County residents likely will bear most of the cost through higher connection fees, but that doesn’t mean Charlottesville will be off the hook. At press time, it seemed certain that Council, on May 19, would increase water rates and fees to help the RWSA pay for new construction and service its debt.

A bigger South Fork reservoir remains years away, so water officials pray the rain doesn’t dry up this summer. Tropea says a wet winter and spring have filled reservoirs and recharged groundwater, therefore he doesn’t expect to see mandatory water restrictions this year. Also, consumption could be trending downward: average daily consumption in April was 9 million gallons, compared to 10.5 million gallons in April 2002. Early this month, however, daily consumption climbed to 9.8 million gallons.

“We’re starting out in good shape,” says Brent. “But we don’t know what’s going to happen. It might not rain again until September.”––John Borgmeyer

 

 

Father figure

Josh Stewart-Silver preaches real-life daddy daycare

Father’s Day might be weeks away, but it’s never too early to show some appreciation for dear ole dad. Josh Stewart-Silver knows that well. While he makes a living as a residential counselor at Region 10, his real job in life is being a father personally and professionally. A dad to five, he also directs the Charlottesville Fatherhood Initiative.

With the intuition that many men want to be good dads but lack knowledge and support, Stewart-Silver restarted the dormant Charlottesville Fatherhood Initiative two and a half years ago “to help other men find the rewards and values of being a father.” He educates fathers on how to do their jobs and raises public awareness of fatherhood’s many challenges. Numerous programs address the problems of women and mothers, but Stewart-Silver sees a lack of analogous programs for men.

The heart of the issue lies in learning how to act “as a protector of your family and still find the rewards and values in being a father,” he says. But lack of preparation and know-how can be an obstacle to many well-meaning fathers. To that end, the CFI runs a variety of programs. They range from fatherhood boot camp, in which veteran fathers give expectant dads some idea of what to expect from fatherhood and how to cope with everything from diapers to mommy’s hormonal changes, to the Good Dads Program, a comprehensive system to provide skills and support to unemployed or underemployed fathers so that they can contribute positively to their families.

In his own home Stewart-Silver feels that playing the role of dad has meant protecting his kids, ages 11 to 22, from the insidious threats posed by the modern American consumer culture. He claims that this system targets kids as young as 3 years old and “focuses on getting them hooked on media, products and things…trying to make them be a certain way.” As an alternative, the Stewart-Silver family entertain themselves the old fashioned way—by interacting with each other. The children are mostly restricted from mainstream vices like television and video games.

That “deprivation” has seemingly done his kids good. His three youngest children, who joined him for an interview, seemed remarkably well adjusted, thoughtful and happy. They seemed to get along very well with each other as well as with their parents. Close but not sappy, they all seemed to genuinely enjoy each other’s company.

Though Stewart-Silver has strong ideas on fatherhood and family life, he avoids being dogmatic. “Parenting takes all forms,” he says, and he places great importance on the conscious and careful consideration of what a parent should be. In the end, though, Stewart-Silver feels “the big thing about parenting is enjoying your kids.”—Josh Russcol

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Hidden Charlottesville

Riverview Park

Chesapeake Street

Woolen Mills Neighborhood

A few hundred yards beyond Riverview’s parking lot the Rivanna curves into sight, past the playground equipment and a stretch of grass. There’s something beautiful about that murky brown snake. During the American Revolution, the City’s most prominent river provided an indispensable transportation route, and Thomas Jefferson’s moniker “River Anna” gave rise to its present name.

The original brown stone and sand trail that traverses the Park was completed in 1993, with the forsythia-bordered river loop finished the following year. Cutting through both forests and meadows and sticking close to the water, the trail is one of the City’s finest, especially for a summer walk with Fido. The park is one of few to allow dogs off leash—Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays.

Riverview features a few sandy spots great for fishing—one’s only option since Tropical Storm Fran pilloried the original fishing pier in 1996. Between dogs, angling and the river, this is the place for an afternoon impersonating Huck Finn.

 

Dome Room

UVA Rotunda

University Avenue

The Dome Room of the Rotunda is a bit like the sunglasses you can’t find because they’re on top of your head. Like the shades, the Dome Room is hidden right there. Not only that, it’s often unoccupied: The Downtown set avoids UVA at all costs, like the proverbial elephant in the room, and students avoid the Rotunda because it’s for tourists.

Few know that the room is open to the public. Cozy niches encircle the space, each with chairs, tall windows and glassed cases stuffed with old books. Pouring through the circular skylight and over the blonde wood floors, sunlight ennobles the neo-Palladian aesthetic Jefferson so admired. Over one of two fireplaces hangs an old colored drawing of Jefferson’s “academical village,” depicting the Rotunda with its northern extension that was scrapped after the 1896 fire. Pairs of Corinthian columns feathered with acanthus reach toward the dome, which seems so vast and empty that it alters sense of scale. The Dome Room could easily serve as an airy ballroom or an intimate lecture hall—or an excellent place, as we found, to spend a quiet afternoon with a book.

 

Third floor

Daedalus Bookshop

Corner of Fourth and Market streets

The former barbershop at the intersection of Fourth and Market streets has housed Daedalus, Sandy McAdams’ idiosyncratic bookstore, for 30 years. Like its namesake Athenian inventor, McAdams crafted the store’s maze of titles and built all the shelves by hand. “I’ve never measured,” he says, “but there must be miles of them.” A customer could hardly refute that claim, after browsing three floors where every available inch of wall space is covered with used books.

Upstairs discover a poetry-lover’s dream—a comfortable room filled with poetry volumes stacked so high a ladder is needed to reach the top rows. A window looks out onto Market Street, and sunlight filters in through a tree, leaving a fresh and open aspect. A solitary metal lamp hangs from the ceiling and casts its little circle of yellow light on a chair and stepstool. What else could there be to do but pull down a volume of Edna St. Vincent Millay and start reading?

 

Leander McCormick Observatory

Observatory Hill

UVA

Nestled at the crest of Observatory Hill at the southern edge of Charlottesville proper rests the 13th-largest refractor telescope ever built. Inside the circular building, smaller telescopes and several astrometric tools are dwarfed by the grand instrument. As the three slits in the top of the rotating dome open to the nighttime sky, Jupiter—one of many sights observed through the lens—becomes a world all its own: Great red spots move within the shadows of Jupiter’s four moons, and cloud bands hover in the planet’s high wind speed, scribbling loops and swirls around the planet.

Along with the breathtaking view of the sky, which later this summer will feature a closer-than-ever-before view of Mars, the Leander McCormick Observatory offers a fascinating history. McCormick, whose brother Cyrus invented the reaper, donated the observatory to UVA on Thomas Jefferson’s birthday in 1885. As the family became supremely wealthy and moved from Virginia to Chicago, McCormick sought to donate the largest telescope in the world back home, to UVA. But thanks to the Chicago fire, which reduced his fortune to cinders, he had to wait a decade to build and then donate the telescope—actually the second largest of its time.

 

Blue Hole

Sugar Hollow

White Hall, Albemarle County

The trip to Sugar Hollow, off Garth Road, may be some of the best 30 minutes you could spend in a car. For once you’ve wended your way through the makeshift parking area and foot trails, up above the reservoir and its flowing dam, you’ll discover a luscious little swimming spot straight out of The Blue Lagoon.

The woodsy and silent Blue Hole, as it’s known to frequent visitors, is about a 15-foot climb down from the wide and rocky Sugar Hollow trail, a fire road reputed to be the onetime main route from Albemarle to Lynchburg. The azure oasis, fed by a bursting white waterfall, stems from a fork in the rich Moorman’s River.

The daring can swing from a handy Tarzan rope into the deep pool. The less daring can cannonball from the slick rock beside the falls—the middle of the hole is said to be more than 12 feet

 

Scoops

485 Valley Street

Scottsville

Certain places convey the feel of a Norman Rockwell painting, and that can be a good thing, especially when it comes to ice cream parlors. At the end of a drive down Route 20S to Scottsville, there on the main drag sits Scoops, the enterprise of David Dodge and one of our favorite hidden treasures (it’s so hidden, it’s in Scottsville!).

A canvas awning shelters the front stoop, and two wooden benches face Valley Street. Inside, the place is spotless, polished from top to bottom. Everything gleams. That white tornado aesthetic combined with the warm yellow walls and cream-white valances over the windows adds an almost surreal cherry to the nostalgia sundae. It’s like the ice cream shop remembered from a childhood summer vacation. In the freezer there’s row after row of homemade ice cream that Dodge buys from our City’s preferred parlor, Chaps. Eat a scoop of mint chocolate chip with a scoop of moose tracks in a waffle cone while sitting on a wooden bench in a small town, and suddenly it’s 1955.

 

The Kluge-Ruhe Aboriginal Art Museum

400 Peter Jefferson Place

Formerly a plantation home, the Kluge-Ruhe building is now home to more than 1,600 paintings, sculptures and artifacts from all over the comparatively unknown world of Aboriginal Australia. Crossing the threshold of the house just off Route 250E launches the visitor into another cosmos. This is no truer than with the latest exhibition, “Object Lessons.”

But new visitors are not left to navigate the new/old world on their own. Acrylic works, bark paintings and other organic pieces carefully handpicked from the museum’s permanent collection hang alongside lengthy explanations.

“We’re so close to this art,” says associate curator Julia May, “that we sometimes overlook the obvious.”

The museum itself came into being in 1997 through a gift by Albemarle billionaire John Kluge, who began collecting Aboriginal art in 1988.

Between the collection and archives of the late Aboriginal expert Ed Ruhe and Kluge’s pieces, the museum offers one of the foremost private collections of true Aboriginal art in the entire world.

Right here, in our own backyard.

 

Top Deck

Market Street Parking Garage

Downtown Mall

Unexpectedly, one of the most striking views of Downtown is obtainable from a parked car or Downtown’s only glass elevator. Besides the incredible vista, different layers of the area’s history surface from the top floor of the Market Street parking garage. The site of the garage rests well within the original boundaries of early Charlottesville, a 50-acre plot defined by Jefferson Street to the north and South Street at the other end. If you’re daring enough to peer over the edge, you can catch a glimpse of Main Street, too, which became the City’s primary business district during the 1840s—about the time businesses began radiating away from Court Square (180 degrees from the view seen here).

The brickwork of Main Street lies below, as well, a testament to the 1976 facelift that spawned the Downtown Mall. Beyond the east side of Main, past another garage on Water Street, stretch the Blue Ridge foothills, certainly as important as the City’s buildings. Especially in this trumpeted Lewis and Clark bicentennial year, the historical strata on display here take on deeper meaning, from the center of the City to those manifestly destined hills in the distance.

 

Back Room

Twisted Branch Tea Bazaar

East end of the Downtown Mall

Down the rear hallway of the Twisted Branch Tea Bazaar and beyond the restrooms, there’s a room on the right. A comfortably worn, green couch sits against one wall, and one good-sized table with four chairs occupies the middle of the room. Ornamented with plants and a wooden statue of the Hindu god Ganesh, it’s the kind of room in which you’d conduct a business meeting after yoga class. Two skylights cut through the ceiling, and two windows and a door open onto a large deck, which has a few judiciously placed tables and some bright red benches—and some ashtrays, too.

There’s something terribly urban about smoking cigarettes while drinking puerh tea in the surroundings of vaguely tropical plants, rattan, Hindu gods and satellite dishes that poke into sight from nearby roofs. Momentarily, one might even get the sense of standing on an East Village rooftop patio, before quickly realizing there’s far too much space for that to be true. It must be Charlottesville.

 

Courtyard

Albemarle Historical Society

200 Second St. N.E.

Paul Goodloe McIntire was the original philanthropist extraordinaire of the greater Charlottesville area. It might seem fitting then that the courtyard established in his memory behind the Historical Society continues to give and give—give a peaceful place to rest, that is. The cobbled bricks and serene air are themselves a trip back to the 1900s.

Within the viridescent City courtyard lies the perfect shady spot for a quick lunch (for you or the birds) or maybe a meditation on the great philanthropists of yore like McIntire.

Born in 1860, McIntire was a clerk for the C&O Railroad, until he went to New York to dabble (successfully, it must be said) in the stock market. He returned to his hometown in 1918 and dispensed more than $1 million across the town, from the land for McIntire Park to an endowment for UVA Hospital.

Twelve years ago, the Historical Society took over the building behind which sit the courtyard and bust of the great man himself. The site actually dates to 1920 when Charlottesville’s first library was opened, built by—you guessed it—Paul Goodloe McIntire.

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War no more

“CCPJ provides a way for those in our community who care about peace and justice to join with kindred spirits,” says CCPJ steering committee chair Bill Anderson, above. “As our name suggests, we in CCPJ believe that peace and justice are inextricably intertwined. When we work for one we promote the other.”

Twenty years ago, CCPJ began as the Interfaith Peace Coalition, promoting nuclear disarmament. One of IPC’s coups was hosting a talk by Vitaly Churkin, from the Soviet embassy in Washington. Later, with an office in The Prism coffeehouse, the group renamed itself the Charlottesville Peace Center. Operating on limited donations, the CPC held rallies, talks and asked the City Council to declare Charlottesville a nuclear-free zone. During the years, CCPJ members have been Quakers, Jews, pacifists and priests, as well as professors and parents, journalists, students, teachers and anybody committed to their cause.

The group has had its share of detractors, too. Anderson identifies them as “People who are themselves misinformed, who do not understand that peace making is everyone’s responsibility…the very thing that makes democracy stronger, and the world safer.”

CCPJ perceives peace, creativity and culture as going hand in hand, along with a good deal of introspection. Their means of protest and proactive discord have not been limited to banners and bullhorns. Local music teacher and CCPJ member Betty Gross (left), for instance, will soon be seen on the Downtown Mall playing her viola, singing “America the Beautiful” and the “Star-Spangled Banner” to call attention to the problems in the Middle East now perpetrated in the name of homeland security.”

Further, in March, to coincide with 998 readings in 59 countries and all 50 states, CCPJ co-sponsored a reading of Aristophanes’ anti-war Greek comedy Lysistrata in which Athenian and Laconian women end the Peloponnesian War by withholding sex from their hawkish husbands.

And for years, during its annual commemoration of Hiroshima/Nagasaki Day, CCPJ has taught children to fold paper cranes on the Downtown Mall, while reading the story of Sadako, a Hiroshima girl who died of leukemia before she could complete the 1,000 paper cranes that are a Japanese blessing of good fortune.

Not everybody is keen on CCPJ’s mission. Here and there across town, posters and pro-war rallies popped up, praising Bush. CCPJ diehards, still fixtures (in dwindling numbers) outside the Federal building on Ridge-McIntire every Thursday, take the insults right along with the approving honks.

CCPJ member and UVA English professor Herbert Tucker finds opposition all around: “On the right, reactionaries who confuse patriotism with apologetics for the ruling order and defense of the status quo,” he says, “on the left, radicals who demand solutions at once to problems it will take generations to solve.”

Act local, think global is the CCPJ motto. The group remains vital, says Herbert Tucker (left), because “It puts a nearby face on solidarity for those working on issues that can seem neglected at a time that definitely seems inimical.”

CCPJ has some unlikely allies. Local Army Recruiting Station Commander, Staff Sergeant Tom Hamilton respects CCPJ, despite their presentations at local high schools about students’ Selective Service conscientious-objector options. “Organizations on the other side of the fence, I think it’s great they’re there. It kind of puts things in check and balance,” he says. “Without any of them, you have one side running the fence. That’s dictatorship.”

Charlottesville Police Chief Tim Longo was thankful to have CCPJ coordinating the anti-war demonstrations. “When we look [at what happened] around the country, we had a relatively peaceful, conscientious group here.” Longo spoke of having an understanding dialogue with CCPJ.

We are all participants in democracy, says Longo. “I believe that it’s the responsibility of every American to assure a sense of peace and justice and to carry that out in a way that’s peaceful and doesn’t jeopardize public safety or property rights.”

Congressman Virgil Goode (right), on the other hand, credits our liberties to the muscle of our massive military and effusively praises the troops. He credits CCPJ’s existence to military might. “Organizations like CCPJ and anti-war rallies have freedoms and constitutional protections in this nation, unlike in Iraq,” Goode says. Ironically, on April 25, a Charlottesville judge ruled that protestors who had been charged with trespassing in Goode’s office on the day war broke out had no right to read their explanatory statements of protest during the trial.

Chief Longo admits that his officers, too, were displeased with what CCPJ was promoting during the Goode sit-in and at other times. “We are a paramilitary organization,” Longo says. “Our officers served in foreign conflicts. When you give that much of yourself, you may be upset when others are not in agreement with what you were fighting for.”

Bush has declared “victory.” Now, City Councilman Kevin Lynch (above) asks peace activists to “remind the country that the point of this adventure was long term peace in the middle east, as opposed to say, $1.20 per gallon gasoline. I would encourage anyone who still thinks the Iraq war was about weapons of mass destruction, to check out www.newamericancentury.org and then think long and hard about whether it was a good idea to entrust American blood and treasure to this crew.”

And the specter of upcoming elections looms large. “I hope that the new peace activists will be more constructively engaged in electoral politics,” says Lynch. “Too many activists on the left would rather talk to each other—and vote only for ‘ideologically pure’ candidates—than work to get their ideas into the mainstream of the Democratic party. We need to work together if we don’t want American policy in the hands of a bunch of Troglodytes.”

Former State Delegate Reverend Peter Way, who spoke at a pro-troops rally in the thick of war season, has a somewhat different assessment: “The City Council of Charlottesville are pigs,” he says. “They’ll do anything to promote liberalism.”

Council, of course, sees it another way, one more suited to CCPJ’s message. “To question is our duty. It’s the American thing to do,” says Councilman Blake Caravati, left, who defends people’s right to voice their condemnation of the Bush administration’s “dismal diplomatic failure.” He quotes Teddy Roosevelt, who wrote during the first World War, “To announce that there must be no criticism of the President, or that we are to stand by the President, right or wrong is not only unpatriotic and servile, but is morally treasonable to the American public.”

Mayor Maurice Cox, right, seems to agree. “You can’t underestimate the benefit of having groups that mobilize citizens to influence their legislators,” says Cox, with regard to CCPJ’s mobilization of the city’s anti-unilateral-war resolution. “The supporters of our resolution and the millions of others who supported like resolutions sent an overwhelming message that Americans have a responsibility to question our government.”

The war is over, or at least in remission. Where does CCPJ go from here? Member Ben Walter says, “Anti-Bush all the way, 24/7. This guy is looking at Syria and Iran. God knows what he’ll do in Iraq.”

The new mission includes taking action on domestic and international injustices. During its May 4 meeting, the group discussed thwarting the “anti-terrorist” Patriot Act, which was passed by Bush in 2001. According to CCPJ, it violates civil rights by giving sweeping new powers to cops and international intelligence agencies. Locally CCPJ members have worked with the Jefferson-Madison Regional Library to make sure patrons know that their borrowing records are now turned over to the authorities, for instance.

And more restrictive laws are reportedly on the way. CCPJ sees its work as more important than ever. Helena Cobban, who is also a member of the prestigious, London-based International Institute for Strategic Studies, proposes two questions for the future:

 

“1. How can we work to have our country build the capabilities for serious, effective, nonviolent responses to the crises it might face in the future?”

and

“2. How can we continue to explore and share information about the facts of Americans’ interdependence with the peoples of the rest of the world—even in a public climate that is increasingly triumphalist, and in a way that is respectful of and sensitive to the feelings of our neighbors, friends and legislators?”

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The failure of war

John Payne’s recent letter asked those who opposed the war how we now felt about the liberation of the Iraqi people, and to acknowledge that Bush had been right all along [Mailbag, April 29]. Nobody with a heart can deny feeling joy and relief for the end (if there is an end) to their terrible suffering. However, I believe Bush and his war cabinet are not victors in this endeavor, but failures of the first order.

I’ll not address the many reasons given for going to war, or the truth of them (others can do that better than I), and in time they will all come to light. But Bush failed because war itself is a failure! It is a failure of the human consciousness to take the next step forward to find a better solution. It takes no thought at all or spiritual courage to do what had been done before—over and over again in the history of man. But to find the answer that is there waiting to be found (as are all answers to the human condition) takes a depth of character and stature, and a degree of spiritual awareness that President Bush and many world leaders sadly lack.

Mr. Payne scorned the efforts of the war protestors, but do not be too fast to do that, sir. I’m desperately afraid that the cost of “liberating the Iraqi people” may be the loss of democracy as we know it in this country. As the Iraqis gain a degree of freedom over there, quietly and insidiously it is being lost in America (the Patriot Act, for example). We should hold dear the right to question those in authority and the consequences of their actions, without being criticized or scorned.

How do I feel, Mr. Payne? Desperately sad, and not a little scared for the future of this country.

Alma Cunningham

North Garden

 

Left behind?

In Jon Sutz’s column “Search and destroy” [AfterThought, April 8], the author states: “…The ‘far left’ in America—with whom [Ted] Rall aligns himself—cheered president Clinton on to initiate wars in Haiti and Kosovo.” I recall the left-wing of capitalism (i.e., liberals) doing a lot of cheering, but can the author specify which groups among the “far left” supported the invasion of Haiti and the bombardment of Belgrade? Particularly those groups “with whom Rall aligns himself”? Moreover, can the author prove that Rall himself supported these things? Otherwise, I’ll just ignore the rest of this weak apology for imperialism.

Chuck Davis

Charlottesville

 

Beg your pardon

I read with interest the article “O give me a yurt” [Fishbowl, April 29] on my friend Jen Piel. But the article in no way conveyed her special skill, knowledge and intelligence that created the innovative work that Jen does. To call Jen a massage therapist is a joke! She has studied various biochemistry, physics, anatomy and physiology and soft-tissue courses, not only extensively in the United States, but for years in Germany, often under the supervision of osteopaths.

The innovative soft-tissue pain relief techniques that Jen Piel has developed are phenomenal. I can attest to that fact first hand, as I have benefited from her work. I suffer from sever scoliosis, arthritis and hepatitis and her methods are the main reason I am able to move comfortably through my days. Jen herself is becoming increasingly disabled from a long-term back injury. She is attempting to find a way to raise funding to carry on her work by writing three books on her pain-relief methods, as well as developing course curriculums to teach other healthcare professionals. I can only hope she will be able to train someone to carry on her work.

She has very effectively communicated her plans, as well as a history of how she became so disabled, on her website www.help4jen.com. It would be a loss to almost anyone in pain to have her work lost, and a tragic irony that it be lost simply because she would become homeless with nowhere to continue her work due to her disability and lack of financial resources. I encourage all who are interested to view www.help4jen.com and see for yourself what a worthwhile endeavor this is.

G.K. Jensen

Charlottesville

 

Yurt’s so good

I appreciate C-VILLE Weekly calling attention to my Yurt Project . But, the article didn’t convey the purpose of the Yurt Project. Yes, I am seeking donations to purchase a yurt. But, the yurt is just the means to a very creative end.

The whole reason for procuring the yurt is to provide a roof over my head so that I can accomplish the real project: house my extensive reference library, write three books on how to administer the innovative soft-tissue pain relief modalities that I have developed over the past 15 years, as well as develop course curriculum to teach other health care professionals these effective pain relief methods.

By the way, I am not a massage therapist—I am a connective tissue therapist and consultant. From my studies in Europe, there is no American equivalent to reflect my training and education. In 1989, I sat for the Board Exams in Florida, and through the Department of Professional Regulation, received the paperwork for a licensed massage therapist, in order to legally perform my therapy methods. But, I have received training far beyond that of a massage therapist.

For the past 23 years, I have learned to live with Multiple Chemical Sensitivity and a chronic back injury with chronic pain. During these past years, I have been determined to be productive and of service to others in spite of these challenges. I was able to take the tragedy of my injury in 1980 and transform it into something very positive.

I had studied, among other subjects, physics, biochemistry, anatomy and physiology and various soft-tissue therapy and rehab techniques. Yet, through the pain I experienced from my own injury and the long recovery process, I began to understand chronic pain from a more insightful and practical perspective.

Eventually all the book-learning combined with my personal experience and coalesced into a series of insights. I developed an innovative soft-tissue treatment method for helping others to relieve their acute and chronic soft-tissue pain.

This is the purpose of the project: To continue my work by sharing the innovative techniques in order to help others, in spite of my increasing disability. Details are found at www.help4jen.com.

Jenevieve Piel

Charlottesville

 

Take the high road

Articles in the Daily Progress and C-VILLE Weekly covered local social worker Jennifer Isbister’s comments about affordable housing during a recent City Council meeting [“This space not for rent,” Fishbowl, April 29]. Isbister used the public forum appropriately to air her feelings about the high percentage of income that low-income earners must devote to pay rent. Though Mayor Cox thoughtfully invited her to stay for a “reality check,” there remains truth to her statement.

Like it or not, it’s a fact that many of the jobs now available locally are low paying, and that rent here is comparatively expensive. In this, Charlottesville is a microcosm of the nation, where a study by the Center for Housing Policy finds many more families now spending at least half their salaries on rent or mortgage.

Simultaneously, and in a worsened economy, the Bush Administration has reauthorized welfare in a way that makes it more restrictive for those involved. Now they are proposing to replace the program providing public housing vouchers with state-administered block grants that free up vouchers for higher-income people who need less assistance. This is not a good time to be poor.

The question that remains is this: Do we follow a national trend and become a diminished City, or take the high, hard road and make the Jeffersonian ideal available to all our citizens?

David Lerman

Troy

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Che behind the camera

Johnny St. Ours returns with his guerrilla film crew

Local “guerrilla” filmmaker Johnny St. Ours will soon be hosting the second summer session of his Guerrilla Film Unit Self-Taught Boot Camp. Anyone who is interested can show up at his studio behind Spencer’s 206 on South Street, shoot a movie on a chosen topic and play it to the group two weeks later. St. Ours, who can be reached at ironcaveartisans@yahoo.com, took a moment to field some questions from C-VILLE on the guerrilla aesthetic.

 

C-VILLE: What’s your idea of a perfect guerrilla film?

St. Ours: I think my favorite “guerrilla” film is a Turkish one by the name of Yol, which I seem to remember translates into “the journey of life.” It was made by an escaped Turkish political prisoner who, after immigrating to France, stole himself back into Turkey to shoot this film where it was meant to take place. If you look while watching you will see that the people in the film are not paid extras, but real live Turkish people. I would assume the same is true of the police and soldiers in some of the scenes. A dangerous film to make, admirable also because of its reality in the heart of the filmmaker.

 

What’s the biggest challenge posed by working with such constraints?

People. Filmmaking is not something you do by yourself in a darkroom or woodshop, you need a team of competent and energetic folks you can trust and rely on. Not always an easy thing to find. That is a big reason for the Boot Camp’s origin—I hope that through the common experience of trying to get a movie done, some of us Charlottesvillians will start helping each other out in useful ways.

 

Do you see yourself following in a tradition established by any other filmmaker?

I’m not the most literate filmmaker, so I don’t know specifics, but if this ship went down, I’d jump in the lifeboat with the early pioneers of film, folks like Sergei Eisenstein, who overcame society’s pessimism with a lot of thought and effort, not unearthly budgets and technological gadgetry.

 

What kind of people show up to a guerrilla film session?

Losers, masochists, bored people, and people stuck in the middle of going somewhere else for the most part. The thing we all got in common: We feel like we got a story to tell, feel it strong enough to hurt ourselves getting it out.

 

Why make movies?

Back in the “old days,” maybe folks gathered around the campfire at night and exchanged songs, stories. Well, since people started listening to the radio more than their fellow, the folk tale has been on the decline. Now I don’t usually go singing the praises of some new tech or economic scene, but with cameras doing what they’re doing and costing what they’re costing, we have a window here, a time that maybe we can make something that people will listen to again. It ain’t gonna last forever, especially if we drown the art house theaters in crap, so we better get good and quick as we can, and by our own development. There are no teachers at the GFU, no film studies programs, it is self-taught—come there and learn without giving up your folk. But if you start singing Hollywood’s song on my roof, I hope I won’t be the only one to tell you how much the world needs that breed of bullshit.

But really, I’d have an awful good time saying it, so come on down, and tell me what you think of mine. ’Cause if any of these films were really good, you wouldn’t see them here.—Paul Henderson

 

City goes Prospecting

“Criminal” neighborhood is up for grabs

Clutching a copy of City Council’s May 5 agenda, John Kiess rapped on the door of a duplex on the 700 block of Prospect Avenue on Saturday, May 3. The young, white, Americorps volunteer glanced nervously at Eddie Howard, the lifelong Prospect resident accompanying him through the neighborhood.

“It’s all you,” says Howard. “You got the information.”

“Yeah,” says Kiess, smiling. “But you got the word.”

From inside, a voice hollers for the visitors to come in. Class pictures of children adorn the living room walls, and in the kitchen three men and a woman are sitting around a kitchen table. Above the din of party music, Kiess explains to the residents how City Council wants to buy up the rental properties on that stretch of Prospect Avenue, to fix them and resell for owner-occupants. He reads from City Planner Satyendra Huja’s report to Council, which claims “there have been a lot of public safety problems in the neighborhood. Part of the problem arises from renters who are involved in criminal activity…This is especially a problem in the 700 block….”

“You might be getting a 30-day notice,” Howard further explains to the incredulous renters. “We’re trying to tell you what’s going on. The City is blaming you for the problems, then they’re trying to tell you what to do. We know how that goes,” he says, and his audience nods in agreement.

The news doesn’t play well with the people around the kitchen table, who ask that their names not be used for this article. The woman says she has rented at this address for 11 years. She’s especially incensed by the City’s implication that she and other renters are to blame for Prospect’s bad reputation. She says the young people who hang out and deal drugs in front of her house don’t live on Prospect.

“I see them park their cars, get out and just stand around,” she says. “None of them live here. The police know that. I’m always calling the police telling them to get out here and take care of this, and now the City wants to put it back on me?”

Although the City didn’t inform Prospect residents that Council would be discussing the proposal, housing activists canvassed Prospect residents during the preceding weekend to try to get them to turn out for Council’s May 5 meeting. Much of that evening’s public comment period was eaten up, however, by Mayoral proclamations honoring the Public Works Snow Crew, Water Conservation Month, an RWSA employee, Teenage Pregnancy Prevention Month and Business Appreciation Week.

During the public comment period, Watson Morris, who owns several duplexes on Prospect that have been targeted by the City, said he has good tenants and doesn’t want to sell his property. Later, Huja said no one would be forced to sell.

Prospect resident Yvonne Shackleford was a teenager in the late 1960s, when Council undertook its first “redevelopment” project and bulldozed the black neighborhood known as Vinegar Hill to make room for commercial development.

“Once again, someone in strategic planning has decided that it is O.K. to uproot yet another black community,” she told Council. “If this is so important, why were the residents and owners not notified that this was being discussed?”

Huja says he couldn’t approach residents until Council approved the plan, which it did unanimously on May 5. He says current renters may apply to purchase the homes from the Piedmont Housing Alliance.

The City will invest $100,000 in the nearly $800,000 project, with most of the money to be lent by as-yet-unspecified area banks. In the past, according to PHA director Stu Armstrong, the Alliance has worked with “almost all the banks in town.” Huja says a private donor “with an interest in the project” has contributed $150,000.

Developer Keith Woodard, who denies being the private donor in question, owns about 18 acres between Prospect and Fifth Street, where he plans to build about 300 new housing units mixed with office space and some retail. Before he starts building, however, he’s “waiting for a few things to happen,” he says, like “sidewalks, better lighting and more concern for the neighborhood.”––John Borgmeyer

 

 

Power plant to the people

Unions and candidates protest Tenaska

Although it has yet to create one watt of energy, Fluvanna’s Tenaska Power Station continues to generate controversy. After weathering packed-auditorium protests, candlelight vigils and two lawsuits, the natural gas plant, which broke ground last year, has now run afoul of the Richmond Building and Construction Trades Council.

Rallying outside the Pantops Liberty gas station on Tuesday, May 6, union organizers and laborers protested the fact that Tenaska’s construction contractor, Gilbert Southern, is hiring primarily transient, out-of-state workers. Allegedly, only 20 percent of workers on site are Virginians.

“It’s kind of a no-brainer,” said Charlottesville City Councilor Meredith Richards, who is rumored to be considering a second run for Congress and who spoke at the rally. “Tenaska sold this project based on the fact that it’s supposed to be good for the economy… . Well, this is the first chance they’ve had to make good on their promise, and they are blowing it.”

Tenaska literature claims the company “works with its general contractor to assure that as many job hires as possible are qualified local people… . We want to be a part of the community, and there is no better way than to have people with local roots working for us.” Virginia workers are evidently still waiting.

“I’ve been out of work for a year, getting ready to lose my home, unemployment has run out, raising my grandkids,” says a Fluvanna welder. “I need a job bad. They won’t even consider me.” He shakes his head. “I see cars going to the doggone plant every day and no Virginia tags on them. It gets under your skin…I don’t understand it.” Nor do most of those concerned.

Rally organizers insist it’s not about unions. “It’s a Virginia thing,” says Benny Sowers, the IBEW Local No. 666 organizing coordinator. “We went to them when they first came to town…so far we’ve been stonewalled.” No one knows why.

Virginia, now at 4.3 percent unemployment, lost 20,000 jobs in the first months of 2003. The Fluvanna plant’s two-year construction will employ as many as 600 laborers, totaling $70 million in wages. “Times are tight,” says a local pipe fitter. “It’s a damn shame that somebody has to come here from out of state and take our jobs when we’ve got people unemployed here.”

A stagnant economy is not the only dilemma for these idle hands. An electrician from southern Virginia explains: “Right now we’re having a harder time, because they changed the EPA laws, which means we don’t have to clean power plants.… It’s been hard on all the trades from the iron workers to the pipe fitters.”

Senators George Allen and John Warner have written letters to Tenaska, as has Governor Mark Warner, to no avail. “Tenaska is trying to get the next plant built in Buckingham County,” says Richards. “As a result of this effort, Buckingham may be more interested in part of the deal being you hire Virginians.”

Brian Wimer

 

 

Breaking the mold

Supes consider the cookie-cutter development model

Enlarged development plans blanketed the wall behind the Board of County Supervisors during their May 7 meeting. The sketches represented North Pointe, a 269-acre development including 664,000 square feet of commercial space and 893 residential units. But while the plan’s renderings of large blocks of green space, sidewalks and tree-lined parking lots looked great on paper, the theory behind it, according to the County Planning Commission, did not.

That’s because the project “does not reflect the neighborhood model,” Elaine Echols, an Albemarle County planner, told the Board. The model, which has become the cookie-cutter development plan for Albemarle, encourages pedestrian travel, green spaces and interconnecting streets. For some Supervisors, it’s also become an apparent crutch for the planning commission.

“Do we really only have one way of doing development,” Supervisor David Bowerman asked Echols during her report, “the neighborhood model?”

“To a reasonable extent, yes,” was the answer from Supervisor Dennis Rooker. In that case, said Bowerman, in the future developers should be informed of the stringency of the neighborhood model ahead of time.

According to the Planning Commission’s report, North Pointe, set to be located at the corner of Route 29N and Proffit Road, lacks neighborhood-friendly streets, relegated parking and quality open spaces. Furthermore, the commission questions the proposed mix of housing types within the residential portion of North Pointe. But Charles Rotgin, Jr., one of the plan’s developers, along with Violet Hill Associates, Virginia Land Trust and the Estate of Edward R. Jackson, believes the planning commission’s bias has gone too far.

“We’ve come to recognize that the Planning Commission consistently disapproves of certain things important to many developments,” said Rotgin to the Supes, listing large stores, cul-de-sacs and buildings and residences with front parking. This, he explained, was the developers’ deciding factor to leapfrog the Commission, and bring the North Pointe plans straight to the Board.

“What we’re requesting here is some guidance,” said Rotgin. “Are things like cul-de-sacs going to be allowed?” But Rooker, like others on the Board, wasn’t prepared to make any decisions on the North Pointe development.

“We cannot do the work of the Planning Commission here,” he said. “This is problematic.”

The lengthy debate whether to handle the North Pointe issues themselves, or send them back to the Planning Commission for further review, ended in a motion to boomerang the plan back to the Commission. Still, the question of whether North Pointe will join the ranks of the neighborhood model remains outstanding.

“We have to remember that this is the biggest rezoning to come before the Board in 20 years,” said Rooker, “not including Glenmore.”—Kathryn E. Goodson

 

Strip show

Local cartoonist places among national finalists

The proverb says that slow and steady wins the race. Case in point: Low-key local cartoonist Jen Sorensen, creator of the political strip “Slowpoke” (which runs in this paper), has been named a finalist in the 2003 Association of Alternative Newsweekly Awards’ Cartoon category, for strips syndicated in four papers or fewer nationally.

Sorensen says she was shocked to be named one of the top four choices, along with “La Petite Camera” by Garrett Gaston, “Suspect Device” by Greg Peters and various strips by Chris Ware. As for why she thinks the judges smiled on her work, “Well, I like to think it’s funny,” she says.

“I value humor and I think there’s kind of a need in the market for a new, funny strip,” she adds. “I like the ones out now, but there hasn’t been a new one in a little while that offers social commentary and political humor in a funny sort of ‘Simpsons’-esque way. But that’s my own completely biased personal viewpoint.”

Plus, says Sorensen, “Slowpoke” is “the leading cartoon in PCPP—Pointy-Headed Characters Per Panel.”

This is the first year Sorensen has been eligible for the AAN honor, although she’s previously won accolades, including a 2000 Xeric Grant. Given out by Peter Laird, the creator of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, the grant helps independent cartoonists self-fund their publishing pursuits. Sorensen used the money to collect the first several years’ worth of her strips.

Sorensen started “Slowpoke” at the end of 1998 and it began running in the now-defunct Richmond weekly Punchline before getting picked up in the Funny Times and then C-VILLE Weekly in 2002. Now she runs in a total of six papers.

While Sorensen can’t yet know where she’ll place when the awards are announced June 8, she hopes that whatever her prize is, it will aid her goal of getting the strip in more papers.

“I think any cartoonist’s dream is to be able to make a living off their work,” she said. And while she likes her freelance work, such as drawing covers for this paper and contributing to magazines (Legal Affairs, National Geographic Kids and Nickelodeon Magazine), “The strip is sort of the main thing that is closest to my…oh, I don’t know. Just don’t use the phrase ‘closest to my heart.’”

Eric Rezsnyak

 

 

The mouse that roared

The Paramount’s fundraising confection stands out in a sea of capital campaigns  

The market has gone kaput, unemployment is on the rise and the days of fundraising pie-eating contests are behind us. What then is an arts organization to do to round out its capital campaign? Three local cultural groups face that problem in Charlottesville these days, with three different results.

Yes, it’s an untimely hour to be soliciting donations, yet The Paramount Theater, the City Center for Contemporary Arts (C3A) and UVA’s performing and fine arts center are each in the homestretch of massive fundraising campaigns for new buildings. With the goal to blanket major and minor contributors alike, all face a similar task: To distinguish their campaign from the other guys’.

“You always want to send materials that look nice, especially when you’re a non-profit organization,” says Moira Kavanagh Crosby, who directs the C3A $3.8 million campaign. “You never want to send the wrong message, even if you do have the resources.”

Crosby’s marketing efforts—including the blue and orange, cluttered, double-sided sheet mailed to up to 7,000 people involved with the building’s upcoming tenants—speak of “the transforming effect” the three-occupant building will have on Charlottesville’s cultural landscape. The Water Street building will be the new home to Second Street Gallery, Live Arts and Light House.

Similarly, the Paramount, within the pages of its Little Golden Book-style mailing sent to 7,000 affiliates of the theater, also speaks of transformation, but with phrases like “moving us into the realm of imagination.” And the Paramount tries to make good on that promise by writing its appeal literally in storybook style.

UVA, in its simple case statement—a comparatively austere seven page, black-on-white letter aimed almost exclusively at high-rolling donors—also pitches transformation. The added bonus at Mr. Jefferson’s University? Enrichment of the economy. “We intend to create a new environment to enrich the cultural, educational and economic life of the University and the surrounding community,” reads the fundraising missive for the $47 million project. (Earlier this month, Carl and Hunter Smith validated the sober approach with an announced gift of $22 million for the project.)

With nearly identical messages, the campaigns must strive to be memorable. UVA aims to be memorably low key, says UVA Art Museum Director Jill Hartz.

“We do things fairly quietly as far as fundraising goes,” she says.

By contrast, the most recent two-color mailing by C3A stresses the familiar theme “time is running out.” “To complete construction on schedule this fall, we urgently need to reach our next campaign milestone of raising $150,000 by July 1,” it reads. ”To do this we need your help.”

The Paramount’s $14 million campaign, titled “How Charlottesville Got Its Theater Back” aims to be memorably heart-rending—and achieves indelible sappiness on the way.

The dwarfish, four-color booklet depicts the story of Murphy the mouse, a theater resident who has hopelessly waited all these years “for the show to begin.” The community-minded “we can do it” approach is overdone, yet undeniably the small book holds a certain power.

“Everyone remembers the history of the Paramount,” explains Paramount Executive Director Chad Hershner. “That’s why we wanted to tell it through the eyes of a child.”

And according to marketing executive and Murphy creator Jane Goodman, the somewhat silly concept not only evokes strong emotions of the past, but brings in the donation checks, as well.

“All fundraising material you see these days is full of the same dribble drabble, with ‘This is how much money we need,’” says Goodman. “This concept was a novel idea because not only does it evoke childhood memories of the theater, but it’s a keepsake.

“People never throw it away.”

Kathryn E. Goodson

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Booty Call

Who you are

They call him “Bugs”: Mostly those of you willing to discuss your sex lives with complete strangers are young, single, straight and horny. And, as is true for the general population, slightly more than half of you are female. Seventy percent of survey respondents are between the ages of 21 and 35 and nearly 60 percent are single. Fully three-quarters of survey-takers identify themselves as hetero, with 10 percent claiming bi-sexuality and 7 percent homosexuality (10 people checked “other,” which suggests—what? Abstinence? Bestiality? We’re not going there…).

You don’t have kids (save for 65 parents in the entire survey), but that’s not for lack of opportunity: Sixty percent of you got some nooky (we assume with another person) within the week you filled out the survey. The number went up to 76 percent when we included those who had had sex within two weeks of completing the survey. Like we’ve said, someone should rename the place Bunny-ville. (The outliers in this category, by the way, were eight people who had been two years between copulations and five others who had gone a lonely five years since having a partner.)

Turn up the volume: On the question of sex partners, either there is a lot of K-Y jelly moving off the pharmacist’s shelves, or somebody is telling tales. (It reminds us of that joke about women making poor architects because they’ve always been told that this much is 12 inches.) Truly, are there a half-dozen people circulating out there who have had “more than 100” sex partners? Are there another 10 who have slept with more than 50 people? Those of you who have had between two and 20 partners equals, we swear, 69 percent. When counting just men, however, that figure drops to 58 percent. But it climbs to 76 percent when it comes to women who have had more than one and fewer than 20 lovers (and you thought she was just running out for bread and Diet Coke at Kroger!). Eight percent overall have had a sole sex partner to date.

As for the age of deflowering, most of you—56 percent—first tasted the petal of love between the ages of 15 and 19 (this fact didn’t vary significantly between men and women). Apparently those high school sex-ed classes achieved their implied purpose: to reduce the number of virgins enrolling in America’s colleges.

Trading places: When it comes to verbal blunders—you know, saying the wrong honey’s name to the naked sweetie in your arms—it’s a male problem. Men say they have done that twice as often as women claim to have done: 22 percent for the guys compared to 10 percent for the gals. But cheating knows no gender boundaries. Thirty-nine percent of men have borrowed sugar next door; 39 percent of women have had their wheels adjusted at another mechanic. (Our guess is 75 percent of all cheaters have run into their dental hygienist, dog-sitter or co-worker while running around in Charlottesville. Didn’t we tell you it’s a small town?)

Better safe than sorry? Remember that ancient story about all the men who got inside a Trojan? That would be a good concept to ponder, oh Charlottesville, as less than half of you are using condoms during sex. Hello? STD much? Unwanted pregnancy much? Did we miss the press conference when Donald Rumsfeld declared victory in the War Against Killer Viruses that Enjoy Traveling in Semen?

Even more stunning is the fact that fewer women than men say they use condoms: 35 percent compared to 50 percent.

Taking the half-full perspective, it is a fine thing that 45 percent of you rabbits generally are using birth control of some sort. But really: “Pulling out” as a form of contraception? Somebody’s been listening to a lot of “Paradise by the Dashboard Light.” Get a prescription, people. Let science do the work that Meat Loaf could not.

…with an order of “Biggie” fries: When it comes to breasts, men and women are equally indifferent to size, perhaps subscribing to the familiar adage that with mammaries, more than a mouthful is wasted. But the penis, we’re sorry to report, gents, benefits from no such equanimity. Of those who addressed the question (it was phrased for “ladies and gay men,”) 72 percent confirmed that size does matter.

New power generation: To an overwhelming degree, readers, you have not a) paid for sexual services, b) had sex with a person in a position of authority over you, or c) traded sex for material gain (well, there was that one time when floor seats for Phish at the Garden were at stake, but otherwise…). Of the small number of you who have paid for sex, you’re all men, which, to our mind, speaks to a marketplace issue. Note to new entrepreneurs: Consider a gigolo service

Desk job: We asked you to identify the weirdest place you’ve ever had sex. In a car on a highway was a favorite in this category, suggesting it’s more commonplace than weird. The surprise to us was the number of people with some variation on the answer, “on my boss’s desk.” One respondent said she did it on the executive desk with the executive boyfriend! Talk about insubordination. Other strangeness includes in a patch of poison ivy (visions of chafing!), an elevator, a computer lab, and—our favorite—Ruckersville.

Three’s company: The overwhelming response to the question under what circumstances you would have sex with someone is: after three dates. Possibly once you’ve exhausted the “What brought you here” topic over first-date drinks and the “What are your hobbies and dreams” conversation during dinner on the second date, the next logical query on the third date is “What do you look like naked?”

Among the small group of gays and bisexuals who answered the survey, a majority said they usually had sex with someone on the first date. That was also the answer for the self-proclaimed heterosexual member of the Century Club. Why waste perfectly good time that could be spent unzipping for the 114th time on needless niceties like conversation or a snifter of Frangelico and the promise of another encounter?

“Let’s just get started”: As we know, half of you are not using condoms. What we don’t know is if that’s a conscious decision you’re making based on what you know about your sex partners. People are talking about safe sex (for instance, “don’t get wet near an electrical outlet”), and slightly more than half of those conversations are occurring “once you’ve started messing around.” Among those of you who bring up the rubber question in the early rounds, that is, “as soon as one of you invites the other back,” men slightly eke out women. And of those who wait to discuss safe sex until they’re “enjoying a post-coital cigarette,” 90 percent are male, proving that Monday morning quarterbacking is not just for football anymore.

Clean talkin’, dirty livin’: Seems nobody out there is getting laid. Or at least you’re not calling it that. You equally prefer to refer to coitus as “making love” or “having sex” (gratefully, nobody said “coitus”). The other choices on the survey were “have intercourse” (one clinically-minded respondent took that answer) or “other,” which earned about five percent of your non-specific votes.

Not exactly the Cirque de Soleil: Flash back to 1986 and sing it with us now: “Sex is best when it’s…one on one.” According to the survey results, that’s how most of you do it most of the time: Merely 17 percent claimed that two is he greatest number of people they’ve had sex with at any given time.

“Maybe when I finish shopping online…”: Except for the youngest respondents, women answering the survey would like to have sex with their partners a couple of times a week. (The 21-25year olds are happiest with a daily dose of love.) Men, on the other hand, would generally like to have sex daily, regardless of their age. Women know this. Given the frequency with which readers are getting it on (see “They call him ‘Bugs,’” above), we can only conclude that the name of the game is compromise. Interestingly, women’s sex drive seems to increase again when they hit 40, judging from the small sample. Could there be a link between waning fertility and rising libido? Hmm…

Mouthing off: You like oral sex and you like talking about it, you cunning creatures! Not everybody answered every question, but for our query on how best to describe your opinion of oral sex, there was a 95 percent response rate. A couple of strays answered with our fourth choice—“It’s illegal in the State of Virginia and I am a law-abiding citizen.” Well hip, hip, hooray for law and order!

Sixty-seven percent of women say 69 is their favorite number. The guys dig the mutual pleasure option at a rate of 86 percent. Makes us consider that next year we should advance to the “swallow” question.

Bum rush: Like oral sex, anal sex too is illegal in the Commonwealth, but that doesn’t keep people from playing with the merchandise. While 31 percent of women reporting their opinion of anal sex said, “Get away from there, you filth bucket,” the rest professed acceptance at some level. Those willing to allow finger play totaled 28 percent. “Tickle my kiester” was the call of 19 percent of women, and 11 percent wanted it deep, deeper, deepest. Men had a slightly more, um, can-do attitude: Twenty-six percent said “No way,” and the remainder was divided almost evenly among “deep,” “fingers” and “tickle.”

Toys are us: It’s playtime in Charlottesville, and the survey says 45 percent of you are using sexual toys and aids to have fun. Another 38 percent rely on finger, lips and toes to get the job done. As for the rest of you…lighten up!

Smut hut: You don’t just like pornography, you sexy things, you love it! We asked if you viewed pornography, and more than 51 percent of you said, “View it? Does the word wallpaper mean anything to you?” Yes, what it means is you better switch screens, your boss is coming down the hall!

til you’re satisfied: Overwhelmingly men and women report being happiest simply having sex—alone or with a partner, it doesn’t matter. The feeling seems to be that if you’ve got the equipment, it’s best to use it. Carry on!

 

What you’d like to do

“Oh, Brad! Brad!”: On the subject of dreaming that you’re with another while wrapped in the arms of your lover, the odds are about even that you’ve done it. Forty-nine percent overall said they’ve fantasized that way. Women, however, are slightly more prone to do it than are men. We think of it as the Pitt Factor.

“You get the apron, I’ll get the feather duster”: There are plenty of actors in this town—and they’re not all appearing on stage! Again, the “yes” votes and the “no” votes were about even on the question “Do you ever play out your fantasies with your partner?” Forty-nine percent of respondents said they do it.

“Lock the door on your way out”: Needless to say, the other 51 percent prefer to fantasize when they’re alone. And whether you’re working that imagination solo or in company, you say you’re comfortable with your fantasies. That’s a relief!

Harry meets Sally again: Is it heartbreaking, unsurprising, funny or something else entirely to know that 55 percent of women admit they have faked orgasm? How do you feel about the fact that 5 percent of men have reported the same?

“I don’t know how to tell you this, but…”: Maybe you can’t handle the truth, but you want it anyway, ladies and gents. If their partner cheats on them, 78 percent of women want to know it. Two-thirds of men want the bad news, too. All we can say, considering that as reported above nearly 40 percent of respondents have cheated at some time, is “Be careful what you wish for, you just might get it.” By the way, half of the people answering the question said they have fantasized about cheating on their partners. In the interest of full disclosure, must that be shared, too?

Keeping score: What exactly constitutes “cheating” anyway? There are a handful of you who feel betrayed if your partner has a drink alone with someone else, and about 4 percent who don’t much care for their lovers sharing personal feelings with someone else, either. Foot massages and back massages have 9 percent of you uneasy, but the numbers start raging when you get into genital massage, kissing and necking. More than 90 percent of men and women agree that oral sex constitutes cheating, and without exception orgasm is commonly understood as infidelity.

Whispers and moans: According to our survey, there’s a six out of 10 chance that talking will turn your partner on. But the question remains what to talk about. Sex—“dirty sex,” “noisy sex,” “touch-me-here sex”— was a common answer. But the human species takes many forms, and so do our turn-ons. When talk of “harder, faster” grows old, consider these suggestions from C-VILLE readers:

High-definition TVs

Housework

Politics

Current Events

And the Peloponnesian War.

 

PQ

With 76 percent of you having had sex within two weeks of completing the survey, someone should rename this town Bunny-ville.

If their partner cheats on them, 78 percent of women want to know it.

Women are slightly more prone than men to dream of another while in their lovers’ arms. Call it the Pitt Factor.

Like oral sex, anal sex is illegal in the Commonwealth, but that doesn’t keep people from playing with the merchandise.

Flash back to 1986 and sing it with us now: “Sex is best when it’s…one on one.”

Nearly three-quarters of women say penis size does matter.

 

Cyber sex

Web sites for adult education—and we don’t mean porn

Believe it or not, there really are some sexually educational sites on the web that have nothing to do with porn (we’re confident you can find that yourself with no problems). The following is just a sample.

www.cuff-va.com The Charlottesville Underground Fetish Fellowship sums itself up as safe, sane and consensual. We’d like to add educational. This site provides information on a variety of topics (and levels) along with a social network for adults who share interests in bondage, discipline, fetishism, cross-dressing, dominance and submission. Find out about monthly meetings, get directions to Club 216, or learn the full meaning of the word “pansexual.”

www.solotouch.com Our survey might be devoted to those who have a partner, but what about those who choose to go it alone? The purpose of this site is to help men and women of all ages develop a positive attitude toward their own bodies and sexuality. Translation: masturbation is neither strange nor abnormal, so get with it, would ya? Techniques, tools, toys and readers’ contributions—this site has all the advice you need for a romantic evening alone.

www.ashastd.org Sponsored by the American Social Health Association, this is the authority for sexually transmitted diseases and their prevention. The Herpes Resource Center, the Cervical Cancer Prevention Project, help centers in your area and in-depth information on various diseases—this is a one-stop resource for STDs. The site also has approved treatment guidelines recommended by the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention.

www.The-penis.com Does size matter? Premature ejaculation problems? This site might be the only place in the world where it really is all about Mr. Happy. Learn about more satisfying positions, male menopause and the mid-life crisis. Note: If you’re losing your drive, ambition, enthusiasm for sex, life and love, this is the site for answers. There’s even a complete penis page to check out lumps, bumps, spots and unwanted hair—a good place to answer all those questions you’re too afraid to ask.

www.ncsfreedom.org Brought to you by the National Coalition for Sexual Freedom, this site has its roots firmly embedded in privacy rights to the people. The NCSF even offers you recent outspoken politician du jour Senator Rick Santorum’s personal e-mail address and a previously edited script: “Tell Santorum that consenting adults do have the right to privacy in their own homes, and that his moral objections to adult consensual sexual activity affects millions of people. Tell the Senator that he doesn’t have any business being in the bedrooms of his constituents.”

www.womenrussia.com For gents desperately (like, desperately) in need a partner, we give you the first site ever created about Russian women by Russian women. But this isn’t your typical mail-order Russian bride site. It tells the truth about who they are, what they like and why they are so available. Cultural misunderstandings aside, you might be surprised by what you find. “Do not apply to women from Moscow or St. Petersburg,” the site advises. “These cities have completely different conditions of life from the rest of Russia. Some foreigners told me that Moscow and St. Petersburg were not Russian cities, they are rather European. Women there have better chances to meet foreigners as many agencies organize tours with socials to those destinations, and ladies are becoming spoilt and demanding.” Who knew?

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Poly want a lover?

Thank you for putting out the recent survey on sexual relationships. I took the survey and was amused, mildly surprised and disappointed by the strictly monogamous angle at which it was written.

There are many people in the world (and certainly lots in Central Virginia) who practice polyamory as an alternative to unfulfilling monogamous relationships. Committed polyamory involves open and honest dialogue between all partners and encourages us to process our issues with jealousy, insecurity, possessiveness and envy. For me, being a married polyamorous woman offers me the gift of exploring and initiating new friendships (whether they become sexual or not) that always offer me new insights into both my world and myself the way that the first or primary relationship initially did. Once my partners and I choose to realize that the glow of a new relationship does not need to extinguish the steady fire of the old, the fear of the repercussions of ”cheating” go away.

By choosing poly over mono I also relieve the pressure on other lovers to “be my everything.” I can enjoy friendships with people who offer different outlooks, styles and attractions and not feel upset that my spouse is lacking in something, when others can offer me what I seek. The only “downside” (and I don’t really consider it as such) is the time and energy commitment involved in keeping multiple romantic attachments strong and healthy. For people already feeling society’s time constraints, the commitment to check in and literally manage your romances can be an extra burden.

Again, thank you for your efforts at compiling the data. It is my hope that more in my community will also speak out to ask for recognition of a fantastic way of loving and living.

Sienna Fennell

Alemarle County

Clear the air

As an employee of Clear Channel Charlottesville and a reader of C-VILLE Weekly, I must say that I am highly disappointed in your article “War makes for strange bedfellows” [InReview/Media, April 8]. While you were incorrect in reporting that Clear Channel nationwide pulled the Dixie Chicks off our playlists, incorrect in quoting some of our DJs’ on-air comments and guilty of perpetuating the myth that Clear Channel Corporate makes all the decisions for our locally managed radio stations, it is not your poorly attempted attack on us that bothers me. What is disturbing to me, and should be to the rest of your readers, is that you did not do your research.

You reported false information as if it were the honest truth because you were too lazy to make a phone call. A reader of publications such as yours, and other news sources, relies on you to do your homework so that what he or she is reading is accurate. The reader depends on you to give him or her good, solid information. Unfortunately, the bulk of the information in the previously mentioned article is false, and uninvestigated. Sadly, quite a few of your readers will take you at your word.

From now on, I will not believe anything you print until I find it out for myself. After doing some research of my own, I did find that, of the Clear Channel Charlottesville employees polled, they wish that there were no need for war, and they support our men and women who fought for our freedoms so that people like you can write inaccurate articles and not be tortured because of it.

Angie Logan

Charlottesville

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Homebuyer beware

VDOT’s road-expanding project threatens Fontaine Avenue 

On April 16, a State appraiser showed Monica Vieira approximately how much of her front yard will be appropriated by the Virginia Department of Transportation.

“I kept saying, ‘You’ve got to be kidding me,’” Vieira says. She and Kevin Kotlarski bought the house at 2316 Fontaine Ave. for $210,000 in December, after deciding against a bungalow on nearby Monte Vista Avenue.

“We really liked the character of this place,” says Vieira, standing beneath a towering pine tree. “I had all kinds of plans for fixing up the yard.”

Her landscaping agenda changed last month, when a VDOT official said the agency wants to purchase some of her land to widen Fontaine Avenue. Vieira and Kotlarski will lose several feet of lawn, including the pine tree, where their property borders Montpelier Street. If property owners along Fontaine don’t sell their land, VDOT can take it by eminent domain.

Furthermore, City Council in June likely will approve zoning changes to allow taller buildings on Fontaine. Drawings from the City’s comprehensive plan show a U-shaped apartment building where the Vieira and Kotlarski’s house now stands.

Had they known about the impending changes, would Vieira and Kotlarski still have bought the house?

“That’s a good question. I ask myself that every day,” says Kotlarski.

“We certainly wouldn’t have paid so much for it,” says Vieira.

The home’s previous owner, Michael Carmagnola, knew about the construction plans before the sale. “I was aware there were discussions about that, but I thought VDOT had put those plans on hold,” Carmagnola says. “I don’t recall if we had a specific conversation about it, though. I’m sorry that they’re upset.”

Kotlarski says talking with Carmagnola is “on the agenda.”

“We’re waiting until our emotions aren’t so much on our sleeves,” he says.

For now, the couple, along with other Fontaine residents, is directing its feelings at City Hall. On April 21, Vieira made a tearful appeal to City Council to stop or scale back the construction plans. Hans Gerstl, Jr. has been holding meetings with residents and City officials at his Fontaine Avenue restaurant, Ludwig’s Schnitzelhouse.

“My mother and father started this business in 1970, and I lived up upstairs as a child,” says Gerstl. “I’ve seen all the nice homes on Jefferson Park Avenue turn into apartment complexes. We’re determined that’s not going to happen in our neighborhood.”

The Fontaine project, however, actually began during Gerstl’s childhood. In 1974 City Council first requested that VDOT widen the road, which is an important thoroughfare for UVA football traffic and one of the “entrance corridors” Council has long targeted for redevelopment. VDOT’s original designs called for a five-lane road, which residents thought was too massive. In 1996, a task force of City officials and Fontaine residents agreed that VDOT would instead make Fontaine three lanes––two travel lanes and a turn lane. The State also agreed to build sidewalks and plant trees. VDOT said it would pay half the cost to put utility lines underground, but City Council ruled that only commercial districts like Downtown and West Main require clear skies, and refused to pay for the undergrounding on Fontaine.

Since then, residents have come and gone in that neighborhood. “All the residents who sat on that task force no longer live on Fontaine,” says Councilor Meredith Richards, who works with the State on local road projects.

If Council were to back out of the project now, it would have to pay VDOT nearly $800,000 for engineering work that’s already been done. “That’s extremely unlikely,” says Richards.

Because major road projects are typically approved in one decade and built in another, new residents can feel ambushed when construction begins. As Vieira and Kotlarski can attest, homebuyers can’t rely on sellers or the City to warn them about projects that might be lurking in their neighborhood. Sellers want to seal the deal, and, say critics, City leaders keep residents in the dark so as to minimize political turmoil.

Kotlarski says he wants to delay VDOT’s land acquisition as long as possible in hopes of scaling back the widening project. Councilor Richards says the project may be “tweaked,” but will not be significantly changed.

Somehow Vieira has found the situation’s upside. “One good thing about this,” she says, “we’ve had all these meetings and we’ve gotten to know our neighbors pretty quickly.”

––John Borgmeyer

 

Two of a kind

Two of three local banks report profits 

During the past two months, most local banking news has been dominated by one story, the $2.4 million check-kiting scheme perpetrated by Ivy Industries against Albemarle First Bank. But recent filings with the Securities and Exchange Commission by Albemarle First and other locally owned banks indicate it’s not all bad news out there. “This is chapter one of a long story—and so far, so good,” says Virginia National Bank President Mark Giles, assessing his bank’s performance last year.

VNB and Guaranty Bank each experienced solid growth in 2002, according to annual reports recently filed with the SEC. Both posted earnings, too, in contrast to Albemarle First, which lost 22 cents per share for the year and, which, besides the Ivy Industries’ fraud, grappled with the lingering after-effects of aggressive lending and poor underwriting in previous years.

VNB grew assets by nearly $30 million in 2002, to stand at $170.6 million and earned 41 cents per share. Loans were up and VNB’s loan loss reserve was a healthy 1.07 percent of outstanding loans. Loan loss reserve refers to the allowance for bad loans that a bank builds into its financial calculations.

“It’s an unfolding story,” says Giles. “We’re ahead of where I expected us to be in all areas, and we’re still growing into our capital, which will take a couple of years.”

On May 1, VNB stock closed at a price of $18.50 per share, on the low end of its 52-week range.

Last year VNB posted a small dip in mortgages and consumer loans. Giles says that alteration doesn’t reflect a specific bank policy: “I can’t imagine why in 2002 anybody would get a car loan when they could get one from GMAC with 0 percent interest. It’s not so much our intention as it is the way the world has evolved.”

Guaranty Bank showed the most dramatic progress of the three locally owned banks, earning 89 cents per share in 2002. On top of that, this year Guaranty has already paid out a cash dividend to shareholders and has announced a second dividend to come. While assets have steadily decreased in the past two years to stand at $209 million at the end of 2002, this is positive news for the bank. Guaranty has undertaken a steady process of reform after entering into an agreement in October 2000 with the Federal Reserve Bank. Generally, a written agreement between a bank and the Fed indicates that regulators harbor some reservations about whether the bank is being run in a safe and sound fashion. As part of the agreement, Guaranty revised a number of its policies and realigned its loan portfolio. Its real estate-related loans have been on the decline, while its commercial business loans have seen steady growth.

Guaranty President William E. Doyle, Jr. says it’s all blue skies for Guaranty: “There was a very rapid ramp-up in lending practices and a high concentration of real estate-related loans,” he says.

“We were on a rapid-growth track, and the bank just didn’t have the procedures and personnel in place to take care of that,” Doyle continues. “There was a conscious decision to downsize the bank, not with a target in mind, but to focus on profitability as our primary objective.”

Indeed, commercial business lending currently comprises 51 percent of total loans outstanding at Guaranty, and residential mortgages decreased by half in 2002 from the previous year to $20.1 million. Its overall loan loss reserve last year was 1.36 percent.

Guaranty’s shares closed on May 1 at $14.76, at the high end of their 52-week range.

While Albemarle First posted a loss last year, its total assets climbed to an all-time high of $101.1 million, nearly a 12 percent increase over 2001. The bank’s loan loss reserve was 1.58 percent, reflecting the risky loan portfolio that has troubled the institution. Albemarle First President Thomas M. Boyd, Jr. predicts 2003 will be the start of a turnaround, even as the lender copes with fraud: “We’re working on our loan portfolio and the size of the troubled loan portfolio will decrease this year.

“Later on this year,” he continues, “things will improve greatly.”

Albemarle First shares closed on May 1 at $8.24, in the middle of their 52-week range.

—Aaron Carico

 

Batesville P.O.

Town faces identity crisis last business goes on the block

A dilapidated barn slouches along the side of Plank Road. The overgrown entranceway of Lochwood Farm waits quietly, not a car in sight. Just 100 feet beyond the farm’s tilting brick pillars, a small sign reads “Welcome to Batesville, established 1741.” It’s the only indication that this rural Albemarle area has a name, not to mention a community. But with the closing of the only general store in the area, Page’s Store and Post Office, locals wonder how long Batesville’s identity will stay intact.

“We wouldn’t have a community out here if it weren’t for the store,” says Rose Page, who owns the barren and musty remains of Batesville’s Page’s Store, “or the Post Office for that matter.”

Opened in 1914, Page’s Store and Post Office was originally purchased by Rose’s father-in-law in 1913. His son, Charles Page, took over the store in 1939, also becoming postmaster. When Charles married Rose in 1942, she became the store’s bookkeeper, making certain the full line of meats and produce were in stock, the horse collars and shoes were ordered and the monthly bills for freezers and televisions were being paid.

But when their son Charlie, who began working in the store in 1970, decided not to run it any longer, the Page family store closed its doors in 1994—on its 80th anniversary.

“We had all grown up in the store,” says Charlie, whose grandfather and father prided themselves on providing Batesville with everything from groceries to baby clothes. “There wasn’t anything the store didn’t sell at one time or another,” says Rose.

From January 1996 to July 2001 a local retired couple occupied the store carrying, according to Rose and her son, “a miniscule amount of stock in comparison to ours.” For the few years to follow, the 200 local postal boxes would continue to be filled by the new Postmistress Debra Fitzgerald. The need for a place to quickly grab a gallon of milk would not.

“The community’s identity is in this space,” says Charlie. “If we lose the post office for example, then Batesville’s mail will filter through Charlottesville or Afton, and Batesville will no longer exist.”

Furthermore, if no one purchases Page’s Store any time soon, it could face the fate of many other retail locations in rural Albemarle being changed into single-family residences.

But that’s progress, a movement nearly as incomprehensible as the laws that govern it. An arcane ordinance at best, the present RA—or rural areas district zoning—hovering over Page’s Store hasn’t been updated since 1969, a time when most rural general stores survived as “stores” under grandfather clauses.

But RA zoning laws, born out of concern for preservation of rural agricultural activities and water supply, can go into effect if the store isn’t occupied within two years. Page’s Store’s grandfather clause will then expire, and so will the only retail operation in the village.

“Page’s was a legal nonconformity, and we allow it to stay in that existence,” says John Grady, manager of zoning permit review for the County’s Building Code and Zoning Services. As a nonconformity, Page’s Store is declared incompatible with the RA zoning district in which it’s located unless it is discontinued, removed or changed. If it’s vacant for more than two years however, then it must go back to residential to fit into the original zoning ordinance. Some in the village claim this alone is pushing retail opportunities right out of town.

“There were once five stores here,” says Charlie Page, “now they’re all homes.

“This was once a self-contained, self-sustaining village.”

Currently listed at $285,000, the Page’s Store building does include the post office, which is due to renew its lease in 2005. If renewed, the new owners of Page’s Store would also be the proud owners of the local post office at least until 2010.

Still, while locals fight to keep the last remaining vestige of business alive and well in the community, not every Batesvillian understands the need to live in the past. Carol Marvel, three-year Batesville resident and the current Postmaster relief for the Batesville Post Office, is one of them. A Postmaster by trade, she’s not necessarily wedded to the Batesville Post Office, or store.

“Batesville is on some maps, and I don’t know why,” says Marvel. “It must be from something in the past, and I just haven’t found it yet.”

Marvel, like others, sees no need for the store, or the rural mentality. “Maybe some feel more secure in staying within the little community, but we have our big city problems here, too,” says Marvel, whose husband is the Pastor of Batesville United Methodist Church. “They just get shuffled under the rug a little more.”

Although Page’s Store has seen a small amount of retail action as of late (local artisans held sales there during Thanksgiving and Christmas of last year), there’s still some debate as to whether this July will officially marks its second year of vacancy.

“If we lose the grandfather clause,” says Charlie, “there’s never a chance to get it back.”—Kathryn E. Goodson

 

Cupola hoopla

Mt. Vernon turret moves north to 7-Eleven

Fans of historical preservation have a new friend: The 7-Eleven at Woodbrook Village Shopping Center on Route 29N. Now you can catch a glance at the bygone days of Charlottesville while picking up a Coca-Cola Slurpee. How so? Management for the shopping center on April 25 imported the stately cupola formerly perched atop the Mt. Vernon Hotel.

The hotel on 29N near the Route 250 Bypass exit is undergoing demolition to make way for electronics superstore Best Buy. While others in town opposed to big box development did the normal Charlottesville thing—they held meetings—Van der Linde Homes, the new owners of the Woodbrook strip mall, decided to preserve a part of the 55-year-old structure by saving the ornamental roof piece.

According to Patty Cornell, property manager at Woodbrook Village, it’s all part of the shopping center’s mission to bring “a little bit of Williamsburg to Charlottesville.” (Among other Woodbrook Village businesses are Amigo’s and Paint Plus. We’ll have to look for them on our next trip to the colonial tourist destination.)

Cornell says that the cupola transfer was precipitated by Van der Linde Homes’ owner Peter van der Linde’s desire not to lose a piece of what is the City’s past as well as his own. “Mr. van der Linde stayed there when he was a kid and first moved to Charlottesville,” Cornell says, adding she did the same. “It’s got such a history to it and it’s such a beautiful piece of architecture that we though it would make a beautiful addition to the shopping center.” (See photo, page 5.)

Van der Linde made arrangements with the Mt. Vernon owners and voila, the cupola now sits atop the gas-and-grocery while the Woodbrook’s carpenters intermittently fix it up. After that it will be relocated again to the top of the Pakistani/Indian eatery Taj Mahal. As an added bonus, Cornell says the light that briefly beamed from the cupola may be reinstated after renovations (apparently years earlier the airport forced the Mt. Vernon to quell the light since the megawatt bulb interfered with planes).

Cornell says the shopping center would be open to incorporating other historical artifacts, but only if they fit the Williamsburg theme. Perhaps they could find a home for poor Aunt Sarah from the Pancake House, which is also in the line of Best Buy’s construction. We hear she makes a mean flapjack. What’s more colonial than that?—Eric Rezsnyak

 

Write turn

West Main typewriter still key after 50 years

West Main Street, like most City streets, carries the whiff of technology. Cars stop and go while their occupants devour precious cell phone minutes. Joggers adjust headsets and catch their storefront reflections mingling with Sprint offers for the next wave of wireless. Still, efforts to turn the street into a high-tech corridor have crashed so far like an overtaxed hard drive. Nowhere is this more evident than on at the intersection of 10th and West Main where low tech decidedly has the upper hand.

That’s the corner that for 50 years has been home to the Charlottesville Office Machine Co., a business that has weathered the whims of City officials, developers and, lately, the digital world. The view through the window is itself a trip through history: Remingtons with the intricate workings of a baby grand piano, slim portable Olivettis, hefty Selectrics.

Inside, owner Ted Wood cheerfully explains that even in the age of the PDA, his customer base is “almost everyone.” It’s not just Grandpop who’s browsing Wood’s shop for a machine, ribbon or repair.

According to Mike Moore, a national service manager for office equipment company Olympia, typewriter buyers range in age “from 16 to 80.” And with the average price for typewriters ranging between $300 and $800, Olympia has no plans to phase out the machines, Moore says.

Not that Wood’s prices fall into that bracket exclusively. He sells plenty of second-hand machines, too. Apparently, “The older they are the quicker they sell,” he says.

Still, much of the store’s business is in repairs, an increasingly rare service. Customers lug their ailing machines from as far away as Washington, D.C.

First trained in his craft in 1955 on sturdy Underwoods, there’s little that by now Wood hasn’t encountered in the way of keyboards, platens and return carriages. In 1987 Wood bought Charlottesville Office Machine, which he shares today with his wife, Shirley, and son, David.

While Wood believes typewriters of all makes still linger in the shadows of most offices, cranking out government forms and more, he’s heard the statistics: Smith-Corona went bankrupt, IBM no longer manufactures typewriters…. (Even company man Moore admits that the rigor of Olympia’s typewriter sales has everything to do with “the demise of competitors.”)

Yet Wood has a survival strategy, namely his son. Besides selling elegant Royals and charmingly dated-looking electric models, David fixes computer printers and fax machines—a market with a clear present and foreseeable future. This not only keeps business rolling. It frees up dad Ted to do what hardly anyone else in Virginia can: tune up the Underwoods and refurbish the finicky IBMs.—Sheila Pell