FROM THE EDITOR:
Greetings, friends and neighbors, This sizzling summer of 2012 continues to go by at a brisk clip, reminding us all that time is certainly of the essence.
A highly successful Hot Springs Music Festival fine-tuned June. And along with taking in art, cultural and other entertainment events, homefolks enjoyed deck parties, evening lake cruises, casual dining, camping excursions and neighborhood socials.
Local denizens are eager to play tour guide for their guests – pointing out with pride all of the attractions and activities available in this gem of a tourist town.
Between spring and fall, the resort community is most assuredly a “people place” – an easy-to-reach destination for families, newlyweds, grandparents, college students and anyone else who seeks enjoyment in a naturally pleasing setting.
In high school, my mother and I played tourists on many occasions, be it spending most of a leisurely day downtown or driving around the outskirts of the city to get the full measure of scenic vistas that abound here.
Although college and work took me away from Hot Springs for a number of years, I tried to keep up with additions to the visitors’ to-do list in order to fulfill my role as a roving ambassador. Just recently, after placing a catalog order by telephone, I was pleased when the salesperson began asking questions about our fair city. Glad to oblige, I ticked off a few amenities that might pique her interest.
It’s astounding how much Hot Springs has expanded its tourism options. This relatively small berg is big on new ideas for how to have fun – and learn something, too.
Particularly intriguing to me – and from the enthusiastic response it’s received since opening in March – is the Hot Springs: The Birthplace of Spring Baseball historic baseball trail. The trail includes 26 historic markers, each containing information that tells its significance in the history of America’s pastime. Digital technology allows a self-guided audio tour.
The subject of baseball evokes memories of the summers in which my father and I teamed up for some batting, catching and pitching exercises in the side yard of our Prospect Avenue home. My dad loved the sport and did his best to teach me a few of its finer points, albeit the restrictions of the playing field. With practice, I learned to hit the ball pretty well, but in the long run, tennis seemed a better fit. Nonetheless, I can only imagine how he would have loved this baseball trail.
Whatever you do this July and August, make the most of it.