If you don’t believe one person can make a difference, you have never been in bed with a mosquito.— Anita Roddick
Whenever Peter and I buy a new house (five, so far), I always stand on the front porch and look across the street to find out what I will be looking at every day. When we bought our house on Coulter Street, 16 years ago, I looked out and saw McMichael Park. It was March and there weren’t even any leaves on the trees yet, but I could tell we would have a great view.
We were gradually drawn into helping with the park in several ways. The best part about volunteering was the sense of camaraderie working with the other volunteers. We are really missing out on that in these pandemic days.
I have raked leaves and planted a tree during Love Your Park days, Peter has painted a bench and helped to string Love Lights. We are currently housing the rainbow chairs in our shed, and we are now the proud caretakers of the dog poop stations in the park. So, if we are remiss in keeping them filled, you know who to call.
Friends of McMichael Park 