If you read my blog, you might remember all my frustration with the gravel situation on the rural roads near the farm I live on. I did a happy dance December 31st when I won a major victory with the county.
I have contacted the county road supervisor several times to request gravel. He argues with me about where I live and gives me a big song and dance about how there is no money in the budget for gravel. He blames the lack of funds on FEMA money that has never showed up. I am always pleasant to him, but it is obvious that he thinks I'm just a dumb farm wife. I don't believe a word that comes out of his mouth.
They've let the county roads become nothing but glorified mud roads over the past three years. During this time, they've built a paved street still classified as "rural" right next to the university. There is also a big annex being built to the courthouse with county funds. Since these projects have been started, the rural roads of the taxpayers funding all this have been sorely neglected.
It doesn't take a brain surgeon to figure out what is going on.
There has been a bridge project on the road that goes in front of my house. We were told when we were asked permission to take out some trees for it that the county had received a grant to do the project and as part of that it was a requirement that the road had to be graveled to meet some exact specifications.
That was three years ago. No gravel until this December 31st.
Why?
I had enough and contacted my state representative in October. I explained the run around I was getting about the gravel and the roads. I asked about the FEMA money and I repeated word for word in writing what the county road supervisor had been telling me.
I know for a fact that the grant project is separate from the FEMA situation. But this tells me that some inquiries are being made into county road spending. Somebody had to do some explaining about that grant money and the gravel appeared. They worked sun up to sunset on December 31st.
Laughing, I did a happy dance all day long!
People have been teasing me that we must have been the first ones to pay our taxes to get that much gravel on our road. Everyone is hurting for it. When I tell them I wrote our representative, they ask me if there is anything I can do about a bailout.
We'll see if the county road supervisor is so condescending next time if I have to contact him. I'll take a lot, but that...no.
I feel vindicated.
CW
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