My youngest daughter, Debby, lives in Boulder, Colo., and I've made a fair number of trips via Denver International Airport to visit her. And one of the satisfactions is the drive to and from that airport. I've never failed to admire the beauty of the surroundings en route. I'm not talking about the foothills of the rugged Rocky Mountains. I admire them, too, of course. But given our current airport history, I'm referring to the admirable site chosen by public officials for a new airport when the needs of Denver and its surrounding cities outgrew the old one.
Denver officials avoided all the easy traps in their planning. No bad timing by taking on an outrageous price tag for expansion of an old airport in a shrinking economy with declining passengers. No further destruction of property values by adding to the volume and frequency of aircraft noise, rather than seeking a site more than five miles removed from take-off noise. No allowance of special interests overpowering the wishes and concerns of the residents who would be punished by expansion at the old site when good options are available.