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June 10th, 2010
Even amid the rumbling of road construction in downtown Middlebury, you can hear the sound of their absence. The sound that isn’t a sound.
It’s the time of year when for just a couple quiet weeks, Middlebury gets fully handed back to the people who live here. The decibel level drops by double digits, the pace slows to that of a true small town, and suddenly all the faces you see are familiar ones.
For years, the governor has been repeating a mantra: Vermont is bad for business. Its taxes are too high, its environmental regulations too onerous, its schools too expensive, he says.
This year he convinced lawmakers to lower taxes. His evidence came from a pretty solid source: the U.S. Census Bureau. It’s the same source he’s been citing for years; this time it was reported in Vermont Business Magazine in May.
As five Democrats, an independent and a Republican compete in the race to become Vermont’s next governor, the focus is all about job growth, who can do it better and what their particular qualifications are to get the job done.
At a recent candidates’ forum in South Burlington addressing the Vermont Business and Industry Expo, Lt. Gov. Brian Dubie, R, told the group: “I know that we need to have a state that welcomes new businesses and fights tooth and nail for the companies that we have in the state.”
The year was 1971. It was late May and in Kansas, in those years, we graduated before the summer’s heat was too unbearable in classrooms without air conditioning.
Graduation was that Saturday, and the night before I had been to one of those post ’60s senior parties. I woke up a bit late that next morning (some things don’t change), threw on my cap and gown, jumped on my brother’s Yamaha 175cc dirt bike, and shot off to the graduation ceremonies just in time to make the entry with classmates — with just a slight bit of chain grease on the gown.
When you spend enough time with animals, you start to truly understand them. Maybe it’s the barn fumes, but lately I feel like I can even hear what they’re saying.
Take our pet goats, for instance. As soon as the three of them see my husband and me preparing to move their fence to new pasture, they come bounding up to us with eager smiles, saying, “That looks interesting. Here, we’ll help.” The next thing you know, they’re weaving in and out between us, nibbling on the fiberglass posts, stepping on our feet and generally being more problem than solution.
As the success of British Petroleum’s most recent ploy to stop the flow of oil gushing into the Gulf Coast remains in doubt and the volume of the oil spill far greater than originally estimated, the political fall-out is predictable — and necessary.
The Bristol Selectboard faces an interesting question concerning its proper role in the upcoming Act 250 board’s ruling on the proposed Lathrop gravel pit. It is common for town selectboard’s to contribute to such hearings with information concerning how the proposed development fits in with the town plan and any other matters that may contribute to the board’s over-all understanding. The dilemma facing the Bristol selectboard is how strongly they should present the controversial nature of the proposal and the public’s opposition to it in a letter to the Act 250 board.
As Middlebury bids John and Bonnie McCardell its fondest farewell and best wishes in their new venture, there is yet one more reason to treasure their arrival in town (separately) more than 30 years ago: with a new challenge to meet emerging needs through the United Way, the McCardells have again set the bar a notch higher in ways to give back to one’s community.