Work on the Veterans Park Wall has begun
Just as the September temps begin t fall, work on the Veterans Park Wall is underway. A sole worker was on the wall chipping away at the sandstone blocks and mortar that have deteriorated since the historic wall was build by men under the Great Depression era Works Progress Administration (WPA) in 1938.
The Works Progress Administration was an American New Deal agency under the President Franklin D. Roosevelt administration, employed millions of job-seekers to carry out public works projects, including the construction of public buildings and roads. It was established on May 6, 1935, by presidential order, as a key part of the Second New Deal.
In 1935, during the height of the Great Depression 8.5 million Americans worked as part of the WPA. It had annual budget of $1.3 billion in 1935 and was the key fixture of the Emergency Relief appropriation act of that year.
Kasson’s Veterans Memorial Park was one of the WPA projects that still stand as a tribute to that era. WPA was dissolved in 1943 as America entered World War II.
Another WPA project created a concrete arch-gravity dam in the Black Canyon of the Colorado River that took crews six years to complete — the Hoover Dam
Rich Meredith, a native of Wales, was cautiously working his long screwdriver between the sandstone pieces that make up the old wall that is the main entrance to Veterans Park.
A group in Kasson has been working tirelessly to fund the repair of the 83-year-old structure. The Save the Wall Committee raised over $43,000 last spring.
“We’ve been really lucky that so many people in the community wanted to save it,” Coralie Fiegel, member of the Save the Wall Committee. As we head into the early days of fall, keep an eye on the progress being made on the 83-year- old iconic landmark.
Who was it who said, “Blessed is the man who has found his work”? Whoever it was he had the right idea in his mind. Mark you, he says his work--not somebody else’s work. The work that is really a man’s own work is play and not work at all. Cursed is the man who has found some other man’s work and cannot lose it. When we talk about the great workers of the world we really mean the great players of the world. The fellows who groan and sweat under the weary load of toil that they bear never can hope to do anything great. How can they when their souls are in a ferment of revolt against the employment of their hands and brains? The product of slavery, intellectual or physical, can never be great.