There are only a couple of Yellow Pages listings under "plywood.'' I'm shocked. The longer I live in Troy, the longer I think its badly-outdated nickname, The Collar City, should be changed to The Plywood City.
There are blocks in Troy where it seems there are more boarded-up buildings than there are populated structures. That may be OK in a truly temporary situation, but in Troy
the plywood palaces have by default become an architectural style.
Sheets of ugly wood covering doorways and window openings, many of them
there so long their color has become weathered by the elements, are everywhere.
The "s'' word immediately comes to mind when you travel down such streets.
You fight against giving voice to the word because there are a few
houses on these streets where people have made the effort to dab on some
paint, plant a flower, sweep up trash.
But the temptation to utter the "s'' word doesn't go away easily.
It is
made stronger by the plastic bags of trash that tend to pile up next to
the plywood palaces.
And the weeds that poke up in the cracked sidewalks
near their foundations.
And the grafitti.
And the obvious fact not
enough people care that the boundaries of such rundown neighhorhoods
have a habit of spreading like a cancer in a community.
So, we will surrender to the "s" word and call them what they are: Slums, or darned close to it.
But what we don't do is give up. The situation can be remedied despite
the feuding politicians of both major parties who spend more time
playing "in your face'' with each other than grownups should.
You see, incipient slum conditions don't know from party labels. They are
not affected by whether people in power can get even for political
slights that happened when they were out of the majority. Or by whether
they can exact some sort of dominance over one another for no reason
that has to do with the common good.
Neither are such conditions affected by gratuitous budget squabbles, by
term limit games, by weakly-researched park concession deals, or by any
other time spent unwisely on such ego-centered scuffles.
What those conditions are affected by is attention -- or the lack of it.
If you leave them alone, they assuredly will worsen. Only the plywood
manufacturers will prosper. The Plywood City and its people will lose.
Guaranteed.
If one spends time looking at the conditions in terms of zoning, public
nuisance eradication, property values and community pride, the potential
return on time spent on them by elected and appointed city officials
should become obvious.
In this nation, there are enough urban planners, lawyers and experienced
municipal administrators to tap for methods to limit the time a
building can be a plywood palace; moves that can require building owners
to maintain properties to certain structural and esthetic standards;
methods that can force compliance for the common good by the inevitable
foot draggers.
There are many communities that have enacted codes to act as the
catalyst for pulling declining neighborhoods back from the brink of
becoming permanent slums. Methods that have improved neighborhoods to
the point people actually want to move to them and invest in their
common future.
Troy can use them as a guide to putting together a master plan to overcome this form of urban blight.
No, not one of those boondoggle multi-million dollar master plans. Not
one of those multi-year "blue ribbon panel'' efforts that bog down in
minutiae.
What is being suggested here is using the time now wasted on inter-party
squabbles, on backroom politics devoted to nothing more than staying in
power, for a real accomplishment: the sort of leadership, vision and
achievement that starry-eyed voters dream about when they cross their
fingers and cast their votes.
Dear Politicians: If you truly believe your own political rhetoric about community quality, let the discussions begin.