A Yogi Berra week on Vail beat
When I drove home in a snowstorm last Tuesday night, it was obvious this was going to be a Yogi Berra week.
Berra, as many of you know, is a Hall of Fame catcher, and after Groucho Marx perhaps the greatest philosopher of the 20th century.
It was Berra who said, among other things, “It’s like deja vu all over again.”
That’s how it’s felt last week, covering Vail again after 12 years. I haven’t been gone, exactly, just pounding a keyboard downvalley for several years, so I had a passing familiarity with issues along Gore Creek. Still, it was weird.
Sitting through Tuesday’s afternoon-into-the-evening Vail Town Council meeting was especially familiar, although the chairs are more comfortable these days.
I’m told that the “We’d better order some dinner” meetings are the exception, not the rule, these days. But in the days when Kent Rose and Peggy Osterfoss swung the gavels at town hall, there wasn’t a lot of slack time between the afternoon and evening sessions.
Killing time during the obligatory executive session in the afternoon was a lot like the old days, too, hanging out in the hall with Municipal Judge Buck Allen and second-home owner representative Jim Lamont.
Diana Donovan, who was on the Planning and Environmental Commission back in the day, is still around, of course, and the evening meeting featured appearances by local attorney Jay Peterson and others who have haunted town hall for years.
Kent Myers continues to work on air service, something that has changed a lot over the past decade-plus.
Back in the days Myers was working for what was then Vail Associates, he once told a group at a meeting that planes flying into Eagle might someday bring as many as 40 percent of the valley’s destination visitors. I recall some degree of “yeah, right” harrumphing at the time, but it turns out Myers’ number was low.
I’ve talked this week to Paul Johnston and Johannes Faessler (whose name I actually remember how to spell).
Everything changes. Nothing changes.
Vail still ponders its place in the world of resorts, with perhaps a bit more urgency these days.
Summer tourism and just where and how to spend marketing money still stir emotions. Recreation issues continue to raise blood pressure. Interstate 70 continues its role as a blessing-curse.
All of which brings to mind another nugget of Berra’s wisdom. Asked once, “What time is it?” Berra quickly replied, “You mean now?”
Staff Writer Scott Miller now covers Vail for the Daily.