By Jim Schutze
By Rachel Watts
By Lauren Drewes Daniels
By Anna Merlan
By Lee Escobedo
"We know that mink and fox come in here from the boundary of the city," he said. "They walk right into the center of the city.
"Birds will do the same. They'll use the linear park as a corridor to bring them from the countryside into the city, and this is one of the park's great values."
All right, think of this. Drought and suburban development, accidental expedients, are already driving wildlife such as coyotes and bobcats into our own city. What if we allowed the entire expanse of the Trinity River bottoms, 10,000 ares of land reaching 20 miles across the city, to become a forest park more than 60 times the size of Terryland Forest Park?
Everyone living in the core city would be within biking distance of a true forest. Not a zoo. Not an exhibit. And not to demean Frederick Law Olmstead's historic achievement in the design of New York's Central Park, but ours would be a true and natural forest, not a man-made re-creation.
I traded some emails last week with Dr. Lawton at NUI Galway, asking him to catch me up on the history of Terryland since I listened to McSweeney's podcast. Apparently it hasn't all been smooth sailing. A grassroots friends-of-the-forest group had to do battle with a plan to build a road through it. Sound familiar?
The city has suffered budget cuts, making it more difficult for police to deal with what the Irish call "anti-social activities," never quite spelled out. Online photographs show booze containers and wadded clothing in trampled mud in the park. I believe that's what we in Texas would call social activities.
I asked Lawton how important the Terryland Forest Park is to people in Galway. He wrote back: "When there were rumors of a development of roads encroaching on the park, a petition of 10,000 signatures against the plans was delivered to the City Council. This is out of a city population of 80,000. People do care about the park."
In fact that has been the history and the heart of the forest park movement in Galway from the beginning. It didn't come from City Hall. The citizenry, acting through a vigorous friends group, took it to City Hall, and then they went back to City Hall to save it when City Hall wanted to ruin it with a road.
That's what we need here. We need a friends group. Friends of the Forest Park.
Not Friends of the Trinity River Project. That's called the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers. Not Friends of More Calatrava Bridges. That's called rich people. Well, actually I believe that's called the Trinity Trust, otherwise known as Friends of the Toll Road, but let's not plow up all that old ground again.
The concept of a true forest park through the center of the city needs its own friends group. That's the only way it can happen. It's a way to change history. But it must come from the grassroots.
There may be architects and park planners out there just coming out of the schools who would get this, but they are few and far between and not in the news yet. I have spent a good deal of time over the last couple years looking and watching for the Calatrava of forest parks to emerge, and I do not see him or her anywhere on the far horizon. Not yet. Maybe Dallas is where that person will get a start.
For now the big-name star-chitects are all still decorators for the money. Calatrava is a prime example. That guy could make better cuff links than he could a forest park.
The idea of excavating and reviving waterfronts is not unique. It's going on all over the world, which only makes a bigger mockery of our own city's determination to bury its only waterfront beneath a freeway. But the idea of linear riverine forest parks is quite new.
I already offered last week to help set up a steering committee for the upcoming 50th anniversary of the Kennedy assassination, so I'm not going to do it again for this. I don't want to become Steering-Committees-R-Us.
But somebody damned well needs to do it. Someone who gets it. Someone who sees it. Someone with the heart.
The most stirring aspect of the park in Galway isn't really the park itself. It's the way this park in the city's geographical heart came up out of its human heart.
That's what we need. Without it, this moment will pass, and 20 years from now that entire reach of river will look like a set for The Shopping Channel.
The forest needs friends, but first it needs a friend, a true friend. Do you feel like I might be looking at you like you're a special-needs person? Believe it. And believe.
The suburbs still exist, and they aren't going away. And having a lot more trees in the floodplain won't cause the city to take away your house or your yard or your Suburban. The price of fuel on the global market may impact your ability to drive as much as you'd like, but you can blame the Chinese for that as much as anything else.
I've never been to NY, and I've never felt like I missed much by avoiding it either. I'm not sure what bothers you about more trees by the river, if you're never going to go there in the first place. And it doesn't sound like you live in an area where they're putting up many cafes on the sidewalk if you're in a residential neighborhood.
I don't want to live in a world class city either. I would much rather have had the money spent on the vanity bridge used to keep open the schools that were closed because of a budget shortfall. I hate retail and high-density condo developments as well. So perhaps we have more common ground than I first imagined. I just want more trees to shade me from the sweltering heat and not to increase the speculative value of some developers dreams.
I've been to the urban hellhole of New York more times then I can count. I've been to so-called world class cities with their bad air conditioning and tiny cars with no legroom or headroom. I've been to places with forests and the pesty, or worse, animals that come with them. I don't want to live in places like that. I chose Dallas where I can have my own house with my own yard and my own swimming pool and roads where I zip to my office in an area of offices, not condo dwellers, with amenities geared to people who work, not dilettantes at sidewalk cafes which make no sense in hundred degree heat. I live in a place where I can fire up the Suburban and go to Costco and find a place to park and come home and not have to lug stuff up an elevator. I don't want to live in q so-called world class city. I live in a city where I can go where I want, when I want without waiting on a sweltering platform or in a sweltering hole in the ground with five or six or seven people in my vehicle and park a few steps from my destination. That's what's important to me, not goofy forest type parks which most people will never use. Baseball and soccer fields are ok.
Where do I sign up? I'm not the guy to organize it or run it but I am willing to support it. More trees and wildlife less "signature" monstrosities and socialites!
Dalguy, yep, that's exactly what I do. It's the only way to get a view of the skyline and hardly anybody even knows it exists. At the bridge parties, people were walking along the levee top and looking at the skyline like they had never seen that part of town before. Every time I go down there, it's pretty deserted and I'm taking my life in my own hands. And I DEFINITELY don't go down to the levees EVER without being armed.
This whole "Let's put a toll road through the river bed" is a total contradiction of "Let's reclaim the Trinity River and turn it back into an urban green space for people to enjoy." Not to mention the land owned by developers that's up for sale... with talk of putting up high-rise apartments and retail. Huh??
What we currently have is the Great Trinity Flood Plane and it is a beautiful and interesting place. The unfortunate thing is that there is no access to it. Take the time, park illegally, get out of your car, slide down over the levee and take a stroll. Take your significant other or the kids or some friends and a picnic. I hope the World Class Decorators and Toll Road Gangsters don't screw it up.
The path Dallas chooses to become a "world class city" is what I question, not the stated desire. I do not share that stated desire, but I believe that being the best city for Dallasites and visitors by choosing to keep the eleven or so schools they closed funded rather than pursuing vanity projects like the bridge would be a great step in that direction. Also, the points made by the author would put us in a league above and beyond NYC in many ways, all of them beneficial to the people who live here, the people who visit here and the surrounding landbase as well.
Dallas, wishes to be a "World Class City" not a "Great Texas City". A "World Class City" is one like New York, so implementing something that apes a Central Park is what's needed....and also, fancy bridges. Now, if Dallas wished to be a "Great Texas City", well, that would take, using and enhancing, our natural resources(i.e. the Trinity forest, etc) and making it more accessible for her citizens. The question is....which model does the people who run this city, want? Whatever the answer to that is, is the one we will get.
Until we give up our love affair with growth and prestige and learn to love the forest for its own sake, all we'll end up with is another theme park for retail enhancement. Rather than a landscape architect's version of Calatrava, look to a Fukuoka or an Edward Abbey. Anything the city does at this point will be geared to appeasing the greed of developers and speculators and not improving the quality of life for the citizens, though some nominal attenuation of that might be an unintended by-product of a neatly packaged and slickly promoted urban forest park.
I'm sorry. After forty-eight years here, disappointment has become second nature for me.
Welcome to 1977.
However, if you don't like sweltering, you picked the wrong city for that in any case.
Also, no changes to the Trinity River floodplain are going to affect your ability to do any of that. If you object to the mere existence of urban forests and sidewalk cafes where you might have to drive past them or know they're there while you zip back and forth. Well, pity.