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Almost a Family Business: Water District Manager Bob deHaas

West of the 100th meridian (that runs through western Kansas), annual precipitation falls to an average of 20 inches or less, and human presence is determined as much by water, or lack thereof, as anything else.  The West is arid country interrupted by mountain ranges wringing scarce moisture out of eastbound clouds.  Last summer's drought showed how dependent we are on those clouds shedding some moisture in the right place - the drainage areas for our water supply.  Water is important here.

On a November morning I am standing with Bob de Haas, Pine Brook Water District Manager, and Shawn Beuprez looking down at Four Mile Creek.  It is a modest creek, flowing at a few hundred gallons per minute, and would be inconsequential in wetter lands.  Here, it is the primary source of our water.  Last summer it dried up completely and we were on water restrictions.  Today, the flow is more than adequate to satisfy the needs of the district's 380 homes and approximately 1300 residents

Keeping clean water flowing reliably in our taps is Bob's job and one he takes very seriously. After all, it is practically a family business!

 Bob's parents are Dutch and both grew up in Indonesia.  After World War II they moved to Holland, Canada, upstate New York and finally to Pine Brook Hills in 1966. Bob was in the 6th grade.  There were less than forty homes here.  But there was a new water system.  He got to know the system quite well because his mother, Trudy Lay, became responsible for its operation and his father served on the Board of Directors.  In those days there were always problems.  When water mains broke all water was lost and it would take days or weeks to recover.  Today a break is fixed in 4-6 hours.  He remembers his mother having to drop everything and rush off; there were many emergencies.  As a teenager he had a jeep and would drive his mother to the emergency du jour.  Once there was a break at the top of a hill, out of reach of digging equipment.  He got some friends and they dug up the main line by hand. The water system became as familiar as his own home.

But managing a water district was not what he wanted to do.  As a child he rode horses everywhere among these hills.  In high school he trained and broke horses.  A veterinarian is what he wanted to be.  So after Boulder High School, he enrolled in Animal Science at Colorado State University.  However, it took just one semester to be convinced that while horses were wonderful, Animal Science was not for him.

Bob went west to Grand Junction and, switching to something completely different, enrolled in Police Science.  At twenty one, he was offered and accepted a job with the Rifle, Colorado police department.  He took to police work, becoming a sergeant within two years.

In 1976, Rifle was, what Bob calls, in the police vernacular, an "active" town.  The potential wealth from oil shale had created a boom town.  He broke up hundreds of bar fights, and took part in many drug raids, kicking down doors just like on TV.  His most harrowing experience came while responding to a domestic disturbance.  An irate husband thought that police had no business interfering and waited in ambush.  Bob was hit by two rounds from a 12 gauge shotgun.  He got hit everywhere - the right leg had forty odd holes, there were shots in his face, hands and eyes.  A bullet proof vest prevented more serious damage.  He still carries pieces of lead in his body which activate security screens at airports.

Other incidents had lesser consequences.  During a high speed pursuit one night  his partner wanted to abandon the chase.  Bob suggested that they continue for a little while because he suspected that the car they were pursuing was low on gas.  Sure enough, about ten minutes later, that car rolled to a stop, out of gas.  They had the culprits, and were feeling quite satisfied.  But looking around they quickly realized that they did not have the slightest idea where they were.  Completely lost, they spent the remainder of the night there until morning light allowed them to get their bearings.

The oil shale boom fizzled and by 1987 the economy of Rifle had taken a severe downturn.  So Bob moved back to the East Slope, intending to work as a police officer, when a job for water district manager at PBH opened up.  Now that was a job he knew how to do.  Then in the fall of 1989 he became  water district manager.  He has been responsible for our water ever since.  It is more peaceful here, nobody in PBH has ever shot a water district manager.  Bob lives here with his wife, Kathy, a hair stylist at Chaz Salon in Boulder, and three daughters, Jade, Kristy and Leslie.  He is teaching Jade to drive; on the same roads he rode horses many years ago.  Roads on which he cannot get lost!  He has been active in the community and was the volunteer fire chief for many years.  He is still the Captain for the PBH part of Boulder Mountain Fire Authority.  Fireman and Policeman; he has lived many a boy's dream.

Our water system has grown from a system where the sources were deep wells to a combination of surface water (70%) and wells (30%).  It is almost two separate systems.  Four Mile Creek services the areas above the fire station and community center on Linden, and the wells provide water below the fire station.  The major difference in the water is the hardness; the well water is about twice as hard.

Riding along during the daily inspection and recording of storage and functional data, it is clear that the system has been vastly upgraded and improved during the last thirteen years.  There is a membrane filtration plant, the second to go online in the state, that produces water greatly exceeding state and federal standards and is extremely reliable.  The system monitoring is state of the art; problems are pinpointed and fixed without the consumer being aware that anything was wrong.

As we drive back from Four Mile Creek to the office on Linden, the conversation keeps veering to the defining question about water in the West - availability.  Bob thinks like a dry land farmer, worrying about rain in summer and snowpack in winter.  He has become a weatherman, using internet data from two weather stations at each end of our drainage area to predict stream flows.  He has to tackle legal issues, protecting our district's water rights under arcane water laws.  He has created a well managed modern system, but I sense he would consider his greatest accomplishment would be acquiring enough water sources to shield PBH from everything except a hundred year drought.

The office is bright and cheery, but it was only recently completed.  Where, I ask, were the water offices prior to last March?  Why, in Bob's basement, where else?  They had been there for the last thirteen years.  I knew that Bob and Shawn are the two full-time employees.  But there is also a part time employee.  It is Bob's mother, Trudy.  Definitely a family business!  And a well run one at that.

From The Pine Brook Press, Winter, 2001