Does anyone ever wonder who is responsible for the flower baskets downtown in the summer or the Christmas Stroll in the winter? Those are the things that everyone knows and loves, but what about the rest? Like when you pull into the tiny parking lot that says there are six spaces available when there really are none, to then have to maneuver your made-for-Montana vehicle to get turned around to get back to the exit, but not before your tires take the journey through potholes that make you wonder
