Letter to the Editor

One day last week my work took longer than expected, so I didn’t leave until after 7:00 p.m. And I was hungry, the kind of hungry that wasn’t going to wait for any home cooking. The answer was fast food. Taco Bell to be specific. Now fast food has gotten a bad rep these days, but speaking as a vegetarian, I have often turned to Taco Bell for their variety of meat free items, more than many sit down restaurants offer. As I approached our local TB’s drive-thru I was surprised to see that it was really busy, but I was already there, and still really hungry. After I was finally able to place my order, I pulled out my wallet to get my credit card out in order to speed up the payment process.

I was shocked to discover that I didn’t have my card. In fact, I had no cards, no cash, no way to pay, and no way to cancel my order, as my car was blocked in on both ends. I was mortified. When I arrived at the pick-up window, I immediately tried to explain my dilemma, while simultaneously apologizing. The attendant was very nice and reassured me that things could be worked out. He sought a manager and when she arrived she then apologized to ME for how long I had waited.

I repeated my story, but she said not to worry about it, under the circumstances dinner was on the house. I offered to bring the money the next day, but she said just to enjoy my meal. Taco Bell may be a fast food chain restaurant, but that night they showed more class than the fanciest restaurant in town. And they made me a customer for life.  

Vida Rose, Town of Geneva resident             



Somebody who did not leave a name sent in a poem written by a woman known as Jean Chalmers. She wrote a poem in 1922. She’s gone now and there’s only one copy we know of. It’s being published here in this edition of the Geneva Shore Report.

Jean Chalmers didn’t make it to fame, didn’t get known as a poet and left no mark that the Internet can track down. But did Jean Chalmers write a great poem, of the many written over the ages, about that monument? The GSR thinks she sure did. She also painted a small watercolor of the monument. That’s in this issue too.

Here’s her poem, called The Washington Monument:

A wonderful thought this mass of stone,
A wonderful sight and here alone.
With lofty peak way up in the sky,
It stands a joy to the passers-by.

It says to them, look up at me,
I’ll be your guide, I’ll set you free,
From city maps or compass small,
That’s why I grew so very tall.

I help the strangers find their way,
And here I stand by night, by day.
Thru summer heat and winter cold,
Without fear of growing old.

For those who placed me did well their work,
And my career will not be like
The paltry span of years,
Allotted to that of every man.

I’ve watched your children’s children grow.
I’ve fed their souls and they do know,
Although I seem a thing of stone,
Up in this sky, and quite alone.

I’ve watched over them,
As I’ve watched over you,
Through day and night through life’s cold storms,
I’ll watch their children’s children too.

Jean C. Chalmers   1922

Watercolor by Jean C. Chalmers

Watercolor by Jean C. Chalmers

This watercolor painting was done by Jean Chalmers in 1922 to compliment here Washington Monument Poem. This terrific small painting got about the same audience as her poem and it and the poem deserved better. Much much better.

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