Water Plant Construction
I was asked about the reason for the long period of construction activity on the old potable water reservoir site at the water filtration plant. This is where the city water department is upgrading the clearwells to increase storage capacity to 58 million gallons of water.
The work is going slowly but, according to the contractor, it is going well. There is no interference with the updated water plant ozone clarified water, which is now being distributed. The Pure Water project will bring distilled reclaimed water to Miramar Lake. Please drive safely in the area, as truck traffic will remain for a bit.
As you may recall we have a major source of reclaimed water immediately available for specific uses in the buried reservoir in the Scripps Ranch Technology Park Lot 5. Many people also use this as an “unofficial dog park.”
Scripps Ranch—Dog Gone
As my daughter, Susan, was driving me around the Ranch on my pleasure rounds, I was amazed to see the number and breeds of dogs being walked by residents. I remember 42 years ago when we first bought our home, I was outside when a child ran up and said, “Mr. Dingeman, there is a puppy in the road and it will be killed.” I went to see and there was a little German shepherd mix someone had dropped off in the middle of the street.
I scooped him up and brought him to our yard and put him in a fenced area, thinking the owner would come back for him. He thought differently, as he crawled under the fence and came over and licked my hand. As a dog lover needing a pet, I was swayed. He apparently figured this was his forever home, and we named him Rudy. He became a loving, well-behaved pet and went everywhere with us.
He particularly liked to ride in our motor home, including our six trips around the country. He also loved to ride in the front or back of our VW Squareback. I would put a baseball cap on him so people would wonder who that strange guy was in Bob Dingeman’s car.
At age 19 his infirmities started to catch up with him. He could no longer chase his ball or take a walk with me. When he died, we cremated him and buried his ashes in the backyard. We loved him dearly.
Wes Danskin noted how I grieved for him and he brought over to the house a new dog he found on the streets of Tijuana. After a lot of medical work, he became a wonderful affectionate pet. He liked to chew on car brake handles and other things, but also loved to chase the ball and walk with me daily. He was, again, a marvelous pet. He died of heart problems.
Fourteen years later we went to Helen Woodward’s and adopted “Ernie,” a dog that had been rescued and given back. He loves us but is very possessive of his family and barks at people who come to the door. Our other dogs never did that, but we love him. Scripps Ranch and its love of pets is real!
Warning to Active Seniors
I must admit I failed to follow a cardinal rules for seniors: do not do anything to cause you to fall. I usually go out on my patio for my daily dose of Vitamin D and sit in the sun for 10 minutes. I was sitting in my walker and failed to lock the bakes.
The nice sun warmed me and I fell asleep. Worse yet, suddenly my left leg with the artificial joint from my old war injuries jerked violently, as it sometimes does. I fell on my knee and hit my forehead on the brace for a double whammy.
This embarrassed old soldier went to church with a bandage on his bald head! Remember to always lock your brakes and don’t fall. It can hurt you! Luckily, I am okay and just chagrined that I was careless. It was a hard lesson to learn.