Rick Cooper of Coronado Classics dusts off the same story whenever someone asks him what life is like in the Lake City. Years ago, when his shop was on Sherman Avenue and open seven days a week during decent weather, he saw a fella nab his Sunday paper, jump in his car, and drive off. Rick wrote down the fella’s license number – and called the cops because he’d had several papers stolen. A CPD Blue showed up five minutes later and knew who the thief was. At that point, the guy was facing a night in jail because he couldn’t see a judge until Monday. Reasonably, Rick thought that was harsh punishment for a newspaper. Instead, he agreed to talk to the guy. Who happened to be a young, unemployed father who didn’t have the money for food and a paper. Rick told the thief whom he still has labeled as “Newspaper Thief” in his Rolodex that he could work off his crime. Which he did. Afterward, he asked: “Are we even now?” Rick responded, “Not yet.” And handed him a $100 bill. Concludes Rick: “How many police departments would even take a report on a stolen newspaper? And would work it out so lessons were learned by all parties. If anybody asks me what it is like living in CdA, I often tell that story. They get the picture.”
In the “Where Are They Now” Dept., ex-Coeur d’Alene High baseballer Casey Hoorelbeke (Class of ’98) recently married Kayla Shoemaker of Vero Beach, Fla., with brother, Jesse, as best man and sister, Blake, as a bridesmaid. All three siblings starred on the diamond for the Vikings. Jesse was a slugger. Casey pitched. Blake dominated on the softball mound. I spent many spring afternoons with Papa Pete Hoorelbeke, watching them play. Pete, of course, is better known as Pete Rivera, singer/dummer for the rock band Rare Earth, whose anthem “Get Ready” is played on oldie stations. Pete and wife, Dabar, moved to CdA to get away from city life during the kids’ teen years. Casey, who now lives in Rancho Palos Verdes, Calif., is a player in the New York Mets farm system.
Poet’s Corner: Monogrammed towels/and wood panels too;/he’s king on a throne/when he’s in the loo/The Bard of Sherman Avenue (“Dirk’s Bathroom”) … Scanner Traffic (at 3:37 p.m. Tuesday): “An employee at the U.S. Bank Call Center on Seltice Way says that he and other workers can hear the roof cracking, but management says everything is fine.” Seems those assurances didn’t ease anyone’s minds … Not only does Pecky Cox/As The Lake Churns provide great scenics of Priest Lake for Huckleberries Online, but she brings an occasional smile with her offbeat snap shots from there – like the one of snow halfway up a Conoco sign that stopped just short of a secondary readerboard advertising, “Tanning Salon.” California dreamin’ on such a winter’s day … That snow rager who fired at a Spokane plow driver but missed landed on the national Drudge Report – only Drudge’s headline transformed the incident into something more than it was: “Snow rage in Spokane; man shoots plow driver.”
Jim Almond, of Robideaux Motors, had a close encounter with a zany before Christmas. Seems Jim was in the Costco parking lot, driving around looking for a spot. With a female driver following closely. At last, a spot opened and he took it. Only to have the driver behind him yell: “That was my spot.” Surprised, Jim noticed her license plates, from California. In the heat of the moment, he blurted out: “Go back to California where you belong.” He’s not proud of what he said. Nor is he happy re: what happened next. The woman pulled a handgun on him. Jim, a former police auxiliary member, knocked it out of her hand and called the cops. Who arrested the woman. Later, Jim declined to press charges, with these two stipulations: The woman surrender the handgun to be destroyed – and (wait for it) that she go back to California where she came from. Be careful out there.
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