As with many political careers—successful and “otherwise”—John Curtis’ road to city hall began at that perilous intersection where public virtue collides head-on with insanity (folly? senselessness?). And before anyone could quietly take him aside and explain this somewhat-normal midlife fender-bender-in-the-brain, he was walking all over the city knocking on doors, kissing babies (no small task in Provo!) and sharing his mayoral vision for a beach at Utah Lake.
Thankfully, like every story that begins in Provo, this one has a pretty good shot at a happy ending as well… except maybe not the kissing babies part. Mayor Curtis brings with him to City Hall many years of experience in private sector business management, a reputation for civic participation, and a passion for all things Provo. Of course this is all great, and maybe even helpful at times, but like every mayor before him, his success or “otherwise,” will depend almost completely on his ability to give an above-average tour of City Hall to the multitudinous troops of cub scouts who overrun the place most weekday afternoons.