They’re finally getting to fix some of the road surfaces around here. It will mean less shaky driving.
As a young child, I was really impressed by the work done on the street where I lived. I guess it was post-WWII work, repairs that had been delayed by the war.
When I wrote this, decades later, I believe the thinking reported is what I really had thought:
NICHOLS STREET REPAVED
One day after the war, drivers
Were warned to park somewhere else.
Trucks came with hot asphalt,
The most acrid smell I’d experienced
In my four summers. They pickaxed
And dug, filling the holes and cracks,
Then spread a perfect black surface
Sidewalk to sidewalk.
I thought the way of the world
Was that everything got renovated:
Grass was cut in the summer,
Leaves were raked and burned each fall,
And all the rough places everywhere
Would one day be made smooth.