August 11th, 2016
Notes from a dry sunny summer. Pot first, then politics…
I’ve met my hipster quotient this summer by visiting the Portlands of Oregon and Maine. While Portland, Maine, has what must be the world’s business Whole Foods and a high ratio of tattoos to humans; the tattoo-per-human ratio is even higher in Portland, Ore.
And of course the Left Coast version has something that Portland, Maine, can only dream about for now: legal marijuana.
Medications are used to help support recovery for tobacco, alcohol and opiate addictions. Of course the best way to avoid needing a medication for addiction treatment is to prevent addiction in the beginning.
Remember to talk to your loved ones about family history, talk to your doctor about potential addiction risks with medication, discard old medications appropriately and don’t be afraid to ask for help when you need support.
When I recently heard about the latest state budget deficit, I was again reminded of the unique character of our Vermont Democratic Party. In other states the Democrats are known as the “Tax and spend” party. However, here in Vermont they are of the “Spend, then tax” variety. It’s time for a change.
Jim Peabody, Sr
An open letter to the grieving mothers and fathers of Iraq, Afghanistan, Syria, Libya, etc.
Please accept our heartfelt apology for dropping bombs on your children and blowing them into little bits. We recognize that this has been terribly inconvenient for you. And we realize that President Hillary Clinton will be dropping more bombs on your cities and blowing up the rest of your families.
Dear Addy Indy,
Thank you for Charmaine Lam’s July 14 Clippings commentary that explains how being asked “where are you from?” makes many people feel that they are perceived as foreign, not American, particularly if the person is not white. I have at least three friends who feel the exact same way.
Most of the cycling I have done over the last 10 years has been along the roads of Salisbury, Leicester and Whiting, and I have found the people who travel those roads to be the most courteous drivers imaginable. The cars, farm vehicles and work trucks don’t just provide me the three-foot buffer required for cyclists, they give me 10 or 15 or whatever they can safely manage. There is rarely an exception. I just want to express my gratitude to the folks in those towns who graciously share the road. Yes, that’s me waving thank you every time you go by.
Some time ago, spring 2003, I was doing research in the Sheldon Museum in town, looking at newspapers, the Middlebury Register, from the 1880s and ’90s.
I had been asked by Andy Wentink, the archivist at the Sheldon at the time, to prepare something on baseball as part of a series on Recreation and Leisure in Addison County in the 19th century.
It was interesting work, but something of needle-in-the-haystack research. I was looking for the earliest references to baseball in the Register.