That title is not a “road not taken” musing, it’s an actual street name in my county!
After more than 18 years at the same agency, you’d think I’d have run across every street name in the county by now, especially if they’re not in a new sub-division. Saturday sprung a new one on me, however. “The Other Road”. It’s in the Kennedy Meadows area of southeastern Tulare County, and I’ve not heard of it before. Neither had I heard of a road that intersects with it… “Up The Hill Road”.
In my defense, while we have a resident Deputy that covers the area (two of them, actually), we almost never get any calls for service from this part of our county. It’s remote… very remote. If a Deputy or backup has to come from the nearest substation, it’s at least two hours. Deputies for that patrol this area have to be a special breed, which is appropriate, since the folks that live out there are a special breed themselves.
When I first heard a fellow dispatcher taking a call from an address on “The Other Road”, we both first thought we were dealing with someone who simply did not know the name of the other road. Turns out WE were the ones who didn’t know!
Now I’m going to be looking over the maps during slow time, to see what other odd names crop up. Years ago the County changed the name of a creek to Negro Creek. I’m sure you can figure out what the old name was.
Otto Lee brings a fresh perspective to the needs of the 
One more work shift to go. Then, it’s vacation time, and I’m outta there!
One Day or One Trial (but really only 2 hours)
September 25, 2012
Jim Reeves Personal, commentary Tulare County, civic duty, jury duty, Superior Court 1 Comment
Monday last was my first adventure into the jury selection process since the mid 1980′s. Back then, I made it all the way into the court room and interviews by the attorneys in a Federal case, something dealing with drugs. I was excused by the prosecution, probably due to my age. Ever since, every time I’ve been sent a juror summons, my group was excused on the recorded message the day before the appearance was demanded. This week, my group made it to the courthouse, but didn’t have to be there until 1pm. So I gussied up, showed up, and wondered if I would see the inside of a court room this trip. Well, it appears any jury duty will be a bit like my attempts to get my current job. Inch a bit closer, each try, and eventually, years later, land that puppy.
So I sat. More
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