6/4/10 5:41 PM Fenced In
Poor old Mama ‘Possum.
Friday morning we were surprised to find worker guys in orange vests putting fences on the last sit-able surfaces in the neighborhood. They’d already removed the benches a few weeks back.
Exactly how unfriendly do they have to make the place? What’s the point of sweet cartoony sculptures in a place that says “Welcome to downtown Eugene. Now move along.”? Don’t get me wrong, I was thrilled that they left the statues. At least there’s a little warmth left…