By Mary Kay Roth
This time I think I’ll make it. I’ll create a thoughtful, strategic plan and map my journey. I am a smart, efficient woman. I can do this.
I close my eyes and try to picture the route. Which streets are open and which ones are closed? Which ones go one way, which ones go another? Where can’t I turn left? Where will I least likely mow down a row of orange cones?
I ease my way onto Lincoln’s streets and head toward my destination.
And yet.
Despite all my detailed plotting and planning, somewhere along the way, an unexpected street is padlocked. Foiled. Dead-ended. Doomed. Once again.
Welcome to the summer of discontent.
Yeah, yeah, I recognize that my glorious fellow Mayhem bloggers recently have written about solemn topics that focus on the plight of the country and the state of public programming.
Apologies. This blog is nothing like that.
It’s about the silly, maddening state of this particular summer of street construction.
Good grief, what’s happening out there?
I’m a native Lincoln woman, a pretty mild-mannered gal, who loves this city and respects the responsible stewardship and maintenance of its infrastructure. I’m also not a person who let’s rush hour send me into fits of despair.
In fact, since 2019, the city has improved or constructed 194 lane miles of arterial streets and 162 lane miles of residential streets, making up $309.5 million in transportation infrastructure investments.
Yet this summer brings me to my knees with more bottlenecks, traffic tie-ups and circles of hell – than I’ve ever encountered in my community.
I’m not alone.
One local blogger celebrated the new helpful street construction graphic with this observation: “The city of Lincoln just released the new street closure map that goes into effect June 9th. The city is requesting you to charter a helicopter, dig tunnels, or teleport, should you need to leave your house.”
Another local citizen is practically becoming famous with a series of videos that depict the trials of driving through the city – created by someone who cruises about our community and narrates with a British accent:
- “Welcome to Lincoln’s death triangle – 40th and Normal – now featuring new levels of rage.”
- “Hmm, Lincoln traffic or the final lap of Mario Kart? Hard to tell.
- “And here we are at Lincoln’s favorite psychological experiment, 56th and Pioneers, where there are no left turns, both directions … So, this brave soul in front of me, full-on left turn, no signal, no shame. Other drivers are very displeased.”
And then there’s the guy who says: “I’ve never seen so many construction signs and I think I could save the government some money. Just buy two road signs that say ‘No Road Construction Ahead’ and put them near the two places where there isn’t any work going on. I haven’t seen those two places, but I’m sure they’ve got to exist.”
Trust me, it’s tricky out there.
Entering Holmes Lake is a challenge in critical thinking.
I’ve started to believe that landing at Deb’s Market – just across Nebraska Parkway – is like getting to the promised land.
And there are countless times this summer I have stumbled into construction debacles due to simultaneous closures in the same area – times, for instance, I couldn’t get through 40th or 48th streets, 56th was a disaster, and then – holy smokes – they decided to close A and Randolph.
Meanwhile, don’t get me started on Normal Boulevard which has been closed off and on for more than a year now. One moment one part is closed, and another is open. Then they open up the part that was closed. And then – lo and behold – they re-close the one they’ve previously opened.
Realistically, I figure people have probably been complaining about road construction since the very oldest paved street in the world – the Lake Moeris Quarry Road in Egypt – was created sometime between 2500 and 2100 BC. The ancient street facilitated the transport of stone for pyramid construction, and I have no doubt citizens at the time had their complaints – perhaps about personally having to haul the stones on their backs.
Makes my whining seem ridiculous.
To be fair, I do recognize Nebraska climate limits construction work to April through October – and that projects must work around school hours and Husker football.
And we have wonderful city officials who have been honest in giving us fair warning.
* “The sun is shining, the squirrels are frolicking, the birds are chirping – and orange cones are out,” said Lincoln Chamber of Commerce President and CEO Jason Ball. “And so, it’s again the time of year where I like to remind everybody that this is a great sign of progress.”
* Mayor Leirion Gaylor Baird likes to refer to the orange cones of progress as investing in our community, explaining that 19 major summer construction projects are planned across town this summer fixing up 54 lane miles of arterial streets and nearly 14 lane miles of residential streets across the city’s four quadrants.
Trust me, I’m for community investment. But I do wonder why this particular summer seems so much trickier and challenging. Why does it seem like clusters of streets in the same area of town are closed at the same time? Why does it sometimes seem like the same stretch of street keeps getting torn up? Why are people sitting in traffic jams when some construction sites look empty?
According to news articles, Liz Elliott, director of Transportation and Utilities for Lincoln, says the strategy for picking out places that need improvement comes from working with the Advisory Committee on Transportation, looking at factors like pavement and infrastructure conditions, as well as other construction in the area.
“We also look at the timing of all the projects,” she said. “We don’t want to just be in one area, we want to minimize that impact, so we try to coordinate geographically where projects are.”
Really, truly, I’m a believer.
But this summer I have been switching streets so often it feels like zig-zagging on switchbacks when I climb trails in Rocky Mountain National Park, often resorting – forgive me – to illegal U-turns and “detours” through private parking lots.
Gaylor Baird says: "Well-maintained streets enhance public safety, spur economic growth and contribute to our high quality of life.”
Totally agree with our excellent mayor. I just wish I could find my way to the grocery store.
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