Well, my single minded intensity of focus does seem to be paying off. Tomorrow we’ll find out if we got the City of Palmer’s permission to build on Meeting House land. I have convinced Pete of the importance of our getting this land, and he’s come through with flying colors in his discussions with the Palmer powers that be.
Yesterday I speculated as to why he was so successful in talking the talk and walking the walk with the city planners. Today, in talking with him further, I realized that I’d left out an important piece of the puzzle. It is that he is a technical writer. He teaches the subject, and thinks about it, and often, in working on various documents, puts theory to practice. So his academic training and mindset, as far as technical writing goes, lent itself to the self-designated task.
He was up for the challenge of seeing if he could get us permission to put the building on that land – two others failed and one in fact said, “I hope that you are not wasting your time doing unnecessary legwork.”
Yesterday I ran into our friends, Judy and Brian, the two individuals who took me and my bicycle over the far side of Thompson Pass, in the Turkey Red parking lot. I recognized their 1977 Chinook RV and they recognized me in my 1991 SAAB. I invited them home. Recall that two years previously, I struck up a conversation with Judy who was wearing a black fleece coat with a white Alaska Humanities Forum on the front. I then told her about the BLBP, and she was then dismissive, I think because we were not yet a nonprofit.
Well, today I told her we were a 501(c)(3) nonprofit, and I also gave her the Meeting House/restaurant distribution tour. This time she was really impressed, so much so that she might assist us with AHF grant inroads.
The latter was a race against time because we need funding, and we need it now.
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