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Letters to the Editor, Sept. 5

Chain-link fences

It is admirable that the city of Medford is enhancing neighborhoods with parks.

However, the chain-link fences that have appeared in and around some of them are creating a look that reminds us of a dog kennel or even prison. Beautiful Hawthorne Park has become a victim of the dog-kennel look and now Liberty Park has joined the ranks.

The chain-link fence does not have an inviting appearance to it, it really says: Stay out and off these premises!

There are so many more fence materials to chose from, we can do better than that!

Heide Seeman

Medford

How to stop killings

I wish to add a quote to Mr. Koval's positive letter Aug. 6 suggesting a return to faith and morals as a way of stopping murders in the country.

"... the greatest destroyer of peace today is abortion, because it is a war against the child, a direct killing of the innocent child, murder by the mother herself. And if we accept that a mother can kill even her own child, how can we tell other people not to kill one another? How do we persuade a woman not to have an abortion? ... we must persuade ... with love and we remind ourselves that love means to be willing to give until it hurts.

"... by abortion, the father is told that he does not have to take any responsibility at all for the child ... abortion just leads to more abortion." — Mother Teresa of Calcutta

The solution is simple: We, as a civilized people, must re-learn that all life must be loved, cherished and respected from conception to natural death. If we, as a nation, continue to condemn innocent life to torturous death, can we not expect the same from our neighbors? Or the state?

Bill Schweitzer

Medford

Trying to lighten up

I am trying to lighten up, so after reading the opinion section of the Tribune I now read the comics. I was surprised to read the Barney and Clyde strip about the children's story "The Ugly Duckling." The words racist, body shaming and oppression were mentioned in regard to that story.

To me the story was always one of hope. It showed that childhood was only the beginning of a lifetime, not the final result. And while I am at it, I may as well confess that I had a black cat named Little Black Sambo. That, too, was a favorite book. To me it was a story of victory over the bad guys, the tigers. I never thought about race in either story.

While I am in a confessing mood, I admit I appreciate when I get a compliment that I look nice. I don't think of it as sexist. In fact, it makes me happy and puts a bounce in my step. (It also gives encouragement after seeing oneself in the mirror in the morning.)

Now I have to decide what to read first, the opinion page or the comics? I am, after all, trying to lighten up.

Margaret Bradburn

Eagle Point

Letters to the Editor, Sept. 5