We, in Pike County, are at a warp speed embracing love and explicitly exposing our love for one another. County sheriff deputies have been requested by our county commissioners to personally escort you whenever you request to meet with them. Wellness checks, required by our community-focused commissioners, will be ordered to law enforcement throughout not just Pike yet across state lines. Yes, love is spreading, is soaring like eagles over our majestic Delaware Valley.
Apparently, it is possible that our county commissioners are dedicating time, thought, and omnipresent focus on spreading love to all their constituents, visitors, and actually all the taxpayers they love as our elected leaders. A commissioner received a case study and executive level proposal to combat local hate and replace with love. It, the well written and thought out document, must have taken root. The submission grew from a seed of a proposal to a strong oak tree rooted in and with true Pike love.
We, now as Pike taxpayers, can openly love each other thanks to our commissioners. We are now welcomed to, with love, discuss Trump and/or Harris platforms. We are requested and desired by our Republican commissioners joined with our Democrat one to daily say good things on all our streets and roads to each other. Love in Pike is now our county motto and our tourist embracing slogan.
Virginia has “Virginia is for Lovers.” Pike County is “Pike is for Love.” Our love welcomes all, the LGBTQA community, the Front Plater, those who actually are different than us. Love is now like a demand for wellness checks across state lines. We will, using commissioner guidance and own loving actions, demand our police, our first responders, and all to demand and ensure our peer loved ones know how loved they truly lovingly are. Love will evolve into like a walk in slippers from our hospital beds dozen plus loving miles to our homes and loved ones.
Love in our Pike County will be strong and inclusively executed that no will ever again be harassed by others, defamed publicly, scared by large police presence embracing their homes and or expertly interrogated for their mental health. Every Pike taxpayer will now magically have a brain gifted with synapses of love. Our commissioners, will may now observe, will execute every command order in the spirit of love. It, our new blossoming county love parade, started with our newly elected Democrat county commissioner. She met with a front plater love bug. Their joint commitment to spread county love is now apparently received and gracefully being strongly enforced by our two Republican county commissioners.
Our duo of Republican county commissioners, with deep pride, are now even at times with heavily armed policing presence, are actually enforcing with utmost strength at the absolute power of elected office our county Love. Recent events can now prove, confirm, and permit us all to proclaim on high our already and now forever existing love for one another. Please go forth, like Saint Patrick, stomp out that unaware level of hate. With desire and county chair role model example, call police if you assume another may be unwell, depressed or even full of hate themselves. Ensure every Pike County law enforcement officer is committed to wellness checks while they themselves blossom as symbols of county and beyond to neighboring states law officers.
Under the stewardship and leadership of our county commissioner chairperson, let us all be of the opinion that only he could achieve this symbol of magnanimity, magnificence, and magical governmental authority. We near Labor Day, in Pike let us all proclaim Labor Day this year as Pike Love Day. Yes, thanks to a person living on that high street we all can see the love, act on love, call police with love and show love even to the outsider, that drama Queen and that Black, Indian, and queer local or visiting male, female, transgender or old resident and visitor faxed in cyber space to us. We are now all Pike Love. Yes, it, this and all your life is a “Labor of Love.” Now that is a great finale, a mystical story hope and prayer. One can say hate is now seeking death by the silver bullet labeled Love.
Kevin Holian
Milford