Not exactly like the movie starring Clint Eastwood, “Two Mules for Sister Sara,” however, I suppose we could call it “Three Mules for Madera.” If you missed reading the story by yours truly about the “mule man” traveling through town with his three impressively large and loaded mules, I am sorry you missed the real thing. The nameless character has been walking, and occasionally riding, across the western states to further the cause of open land and against urban sprawl.
A worthy cause, I will admit, but I doubt the dedicated traveler has heard of the proposed development along Highway 41. With 10,000 homes, twice as many vehicles, ten times (my estimate) as much noise, air and water (if they can find enough) pollution as today. Don’t know if this scribe will be around when it finally happens, but along with a tear from one of those mighty mules, I will have a drop or two on my cheek and miss the old days even more.
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It’s nice to see the old Farnesi’s sign being refurbished. Speaking of the venerable restaurant, I raise my glass (of merlot) to Ruth Pearson, the mother of Carla Roberts of Farnesi’s fame.
Ruth, as I understand it, is an avid reader and even gets her newspaper and this birdcage liner delivered to her personally by Carla. Thanks, Ruth, for being such a faithful reader, and to Carla for the dedication to her mom...