November 6th, 2014
Vermont voters sent a message to Gov. Peter Shumlin on Tuesday and it was anything but subtle. Voters don’t trust him.
And for good reason.
The $32 million bond proposal to completely renovate Mount Abe Union High School failed dramatically. By a 3-1 margin, voters in the five-town district said “no way.”
But because the vote was so lopsided, it doesn’t serve as a barometer of how much district voters are willing to spend. That’s especially problematic if the school board is committed to presenting another bond proposal by Town Meeting 2015. To make that happen, a new proposal would have to be fleshed out and warned by the middle of January — just a bit over two months from now.
It seemed to be only a matter of time before far-flung headlines about Ebola in Africa hit a little closer to home. That time came last Monday, when Gov. Shumlin announced that a man who had visited West Africa to investigate Ebola was back in Vermont.
I’m not sure what caused the bad dream I had on Halloween night: the horror movie we watched or the 78 mini Reese’s peanut butter cups I ate (we only got one trick-or-treater). I suspect it was a combination of the two.
A red-eyed demon woman was screeching and grabbing at me with her long talons. She was an evil spirit bent on “getting” me, whatever that meant. I knew it wasn’t good.
Recent letters and news stories have expressed the fear that a Vermont based single-payer system would be a threat to Medicare. This is simply untrue and here is why. The law that set Vermont on the path to single payer specifies on its very first page that Green Mountain Care will cover all Vermonters “regardless of income, assets, health status, or availability of other health coverage.” Also, federal law does not allow for any state to take away Medicare or change Medicare benefits for seniors.
I recently held a shoebox packing party for Operation Christmas Child at Valley Bible Church on Oct. 19. I would like to thank every participant and supporter of this project, because it would not have been possible without their generous help.
The final count was 133 shoeboxes, and they will be sent around the world to many children this Christmas.
I’ve watched with interest the past few weeks as the Osborne House was prepared for its move, unable to believe such a large building (118 tons!) could really be moved down the road. I would have been one of the watchers in the predawn chill had I not had to be at Porter that morning for minor surgery.
Did a miniature IRS audit agent with angry eyebrows and a power suit knock on your door Halloween night? That was my daughter. This was the year she passed from shy-about-knocking to greed-fueled-sprinting. My job was to keep up and carry the water bottles.