This Easter, feeling so sad about the ways of the world as well as recent personal losses, we skipped our usual family Easter. Instead, we walked across the Lake Champlain Bridge at Chimney Point on that sunny blustery day.
In the past few years, we have heard, with growing alarm, the concern that changing demographics in Vermont will soon spell disaster.
It was the summer of ‘68. Cities across America were erupting in riots, political differences were tearing families apart, the war in Vietnam was raging, protesters at the Democratic National Convention were being bludgeoned.
Recently I was offered the opportunity to help revive the Early Childhood Leadership Institute at the Snelling Center for Government. It was a sweet and bittersweet offer.
A month ago, Papa Bob died suddenly. He was thrown from his bike and broke his neck. Papa Bob was our son-in-law’s father, the most active member of the grandparent generation.
Lean in With Love. This phrase has been circling through my brain for a while now, and seems resonant with the season.
I worry that my recent piece in Ways of Seeing, gave the impression that I don’t appreciate and respect the wonderful doctors, nurses, and therapists working here in our county.
Although we still have a long way to go, we know that people in this community can come together to solve significant social and economic challenges.
What can I or any other person do in the face of seemingly intractable problems?
“You don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone.” These words from a famous old Joni Mitchell song have been ringing in my head the past few days.
Have you ever expressed that worry, lying alone in your hospital bed and wondering if a nurse will come?
After seven decades of trying to do it myself when things got rough, I got pretty good at turning down help when it was offered.
Vermont is on the verge of an amazing opportunity to realize dreams that have long been deferred.
There is a small pond on our farm, created many years ago when we had a shallow dug well and worried about running out of water for the sheep. Over the years, the pond has afforded much pleasure after hot days of haying or just lazing during the beautiful … (read more)
