Also, like clockwork, at about 4 p.m. daily, the swearing guy would curse a blue streak at a volume loud enough to disrupt indoor conversation as he walked down Second Street.
The addition of a park next to our building brought in new scenery for awhile before the city intervened. Guys, many of them with dogs, started hanging out all day, some of them imbibing. One day as I biked back from lunch to the side door of our building, I surprised a man relieving himself against a tree. “Really?” I said. “Oh, sorry,” he replied.
Overall, though, I like our downtown rat trap of a building. (OK, I know we occasionally have had homeless people and bats in the basement, but I don’t actually know and don’t want to know if rats have been sighted.) Being in the heart of downtown is an important location for a newspaper. Who’d want to be in some fancy industrial park in a new building that has efficient heating, cooling, plumbing and windows that actually close in the winter?
On my way into work on my bike one Saturday morning, I was surprised to see all the people downtown. They were driving, biking, walking, eating bagels on a patio, and strolling from sculpture to sculpture. And then I ran over a splash of vomit and remembered that a busy Friday night at the bars had preceded that Saturday morning.
Ah, to work in the glory and grit of a vibrant city.
Kathy Vos is daytime news editor. Call her at 344-6357 or email at email@example.com.