August 14th, 2014
NEW HAVEN — They came in single file on a recent Friday morning, marching across the road without regard for their safety, grinding traffic to a halt during the morning rush hour on Addison County’s busiest highway.
For several minutes, they waddled one by one across the pavement, without an ounce of haste in their step. When they all safely crossed, the traffic, by then backed up a dozen cars in each direction, resumed.
VERGENNES — The Boys & Girls Club of Greater Vergennes could soon have another reason to celebrate in addition to its 15th anniversary (see related story): Although hurdles remain, the club might have found its first permanent home.
It’s the middle of August and that time of year when you wake up in the morning and there’s a chill in the air that reminds you autumn is on the way.
It’s also that time of year when you start looking at your kids’ tattered, stained clothes and worn-out shoes and start thinking about what they may need to start another school year.
MIDDLEBURY — After a long day of classes, the 22 students of the five-month residential course moved from a classroom behind the Drop-In Brewery to the tasting room, where they chatted with friends and drank freshly brewed beers.
When the head of a state agency is fired, the reasons for the dismissal should be required reading for other agency heads and potential successors. That is particularly true in the case of ousted Agency of Human Services Secretary Doug Racine.
You’d have to be a little crazy to start a weekly newspaper in rural Vermont today. The economics just aren’t there.
You also had to be crazy to start a weekly paper here 40 years ago. But that didn’t stop a bunch of us from doing so, when we launched the Valley Voice in the summer of 1974.
I bought a car this past December. While I had been mostly concerned about finding something reliable, I admit the car’s extensive bells and whistles came as a welcome bonus. Over the past eight months, however, they have turned me into a spoiled, though very comfortable, brat.
When I was four, my dad made me a small, wooden rowboat. It was simply but sturdily built, with a varnished seat and two slender oars. When it came time to paint it, I insisted that it be orange. I named it Terrific, inspired by the words written by the spider in “Charlotte’s Web,” which was being read to me at home.