I was driving to Robert Hall’s home this week, and I couldn’t help but wonder if the trip would be faster if the Las Vegas Beltway’s interchange with Lake Mead Boulevard was opened.
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For those of us who find state politics compelling and significant, the four-way race for an open Nevada Supreme Court race was downright thrilling as the numbers trickled in Tuesday and the lineup of winners and losers flipped and flopped.
Let’s dub it the “Halverson effect.”
This week readers want to know why Bonanza Road, between F and H streets, is closed, how can a vindictive reader complain about a neighbor who lives in Nevada but drives a car with California plates, and are they ever going to open up Russell Road near Durango Drive. And a Hit n’ Run that looks sweet but is spelled strangely.
Bobby Siller was chatting with me from his new home in North Carolina with a view of a river so wide “you’d swear you’re on a cruise ship.”
Visit the Nevada Department of Transportation’s Web site and you’ll learn that 188 people have died on our state’s highways and byways this year.
You had to search hard to find any admirable actions in the hundreds of pages of grand jury testimony that culminated in the indictment of Stan and Colleen Rimer.
Most people remember Bob Maheu and think of his weird 15-year relationship with the even weirder Howard Hughes, because the two never met in person, yet Maheu morphed into Hughes’ alter ego before they parted ways. In his 1992 book “Next to Hughes,” Maheu thanked Hughes “who taught me so much about life through his own unhappiness.”
When the hepatitis outbreak story broke in February, calls poured in from anesthesiologists who wanted me to know that a nurse anesthetist doesn’t have the training of an anesthesiologist. An anesthesiologist would NEVER reuse a syringe and the same vial of anesthesia on a patient and spread hepatitis from patient to patient. Never. Never. Never. The doctors are so much better trained than the nurses that such a practice was inconceivable.
Danny Vredenburg was fun, outgoing and enjoyed a lust for life until he slipped on a flight of stairs at work and injured his back in March 2001. He worked as a bartender for the Flamingo Hilton in Laughlin, so his medical treatments were covered by workers’ compensation.
Don’t kid yourself. Lady Justice is a dawdling slowpoke.
This week readers want to know when the work on Eastern Avenue, from Viking Road to Rochelle Avenue, will be finished, what is going on at Decatur Boulevard at Pebble Road and whether there will be lighting on the Las Vegas Beltway from Flamingo Road to Cheyenne Avenue. And the Road Warrior answers a bonus fourth because that’s how the Road Warrior rolls.
Steve Hiltz is one of the good guys, a children’s advocate who recently was honored with a national award for his work. But this Thursday, he will attend an event that equals any award.
Even as gasoline prices finally start to recede, I’m betting a number of valley drivers still are ready to dump their fuel-guzzling SUVs and pickups.
Aggravation is dialing and redialing the same phone number for more than five hours a day, only to get a busy signal. And I’m not talking dialing a few times a day when it crosses someone’s mind. I’m talking about dialing every three seconds from 8:30 a.m. to 11 a.m., then starting again from 1 p.m. to 4 p.m.