Monday, May 11, 2009
This little light o'mine...
... I'm going to let it shine! I am gloating over the paper today, where it tells how we are lighting up our Peace Bridge.
You can read about it and see the Peace Bridge lit up here.
Oops, sorry! That was the memorable and dramatic story about my most recent crossing over the Peace Bridge. You can read The Buffalo News' story here.
The reason I am crowing about this is that I proposed a few years ago in the paper that we do this, that we light up the Peace Bridge. I wrote a whole column on it. It seemed to go nowhere so I just gave up on it. My job was not set up in a way that would permit me to keep beating the drum for the idea, which is what you have to do in Buffalo, or probably anyplace, if you want to get anything done.
But now lo, it has come to pass!
This is great for Buffalo and it is a triumph of common sense. Here we are with this historic bridge and it's a pretty bridge, too. They certainly thought so in 1927 when it went up and the Prince of Wales came to the ribbon cutting. And that was back when the Prince of Wales was a very glamorous figure, not someone who went around eating brown rice and quoting the Dalai Lama.
Here is a picture of Edward, Prince of Wales, who christened our beautiful Peace Bridge.
What about Edward, Cardinal Egan?
Remember when I interviewed him for my book and Howard made that goofy video?
Back to the Peace Bridge. I always wondered how it came to be considered ugly. It is a kind of mob mentality. One person says something, another person says something, and before long, everyone is howling for "the eyesore" to come down. That is a word slugs and schufts love, "eyesore."
There is one way to deal with something everyone saying is ugly and that is to shine lights on it. Play it up. We do that an voila! Signature bridge!
Howard has a philosophy that goes, turn your weakness into your strength. I am even applying that to my book. At one time, Leonard Pennario was not only hailed as one of the world's top pianists, but he was a household name. By the time I met him, though, he was pretty much forgotten.
You would think that would be bad news. But I like to emphasize it! It contributes drama and humanity. This pianist who was forgotten suddenly appearing, out of the ether. That is part of what makes this story beautiful to me. I shine a light on it.
Just like we shine a light on our Peace Bridge!