Clippings: ‘King among cats’ was truly loved

This one’s gonna hurt. Our beloved cat, Bart, was hit by a car last week. He didn’t make it.

I’m trying to break my newspaper habit. For all of my adult life, I have read a newspaper, real newspapers, made out of paper, newsprint. Hard copy. 

I have often thought that humans have an innate desire for communion and communication with other creatures.

Years ago, when I was the mom of a toddler and a preschooler, I bought a large whiteboard calendar at TJ Maxx because I thought it would bring order to the chaos of my life.

How can something so small and angelic be such a little devil?

While riding my bike to work one Wednesday morning I rear-ended a stationary pick-up truck on Main Street during morning rush hour. The pickup won.

The other day I watched my 8-year-old discover the joy of liner notes.

College is held on a pedestal. Next year, that pedestal will be raised even higher, with Middlebury College’s annual tuition and fees surpassing $80,000. I am left wondering: is it really worth it?

Of all the internship positions offered through Mansfield Hall this summer, the opportunity to write some film reviews for the Addison Independent felt the most relevant to me and my interests in writing screenplays.

While big, Bertha was a pussycat with her family. She’d sprawl out for belly rubs and give you an indignant glance if you stopped.

Over the last year or two, there have been a number of Cornwall Bear sightings reported on Front Porch Forum and elsewhere. I myself saw the Cornwall Bear.

A crew has been repaving our road since last week. On Friday, 4-year-old Frankie and I went to check it out.

I’ve become an archive nerd. I know there are some people who will read this and cheer, but for the other 99.9%, I’ll explain. A couple of years ago, in attempt to understand the finer points of various discussions in the Mount Abraham Unified School Dist … (read more)

I’ve become an archive nerd.I know there are some people who will read this and cheer, but for the other 99.9%, I’ll explain.A couple of years ago, in attempt to understand the finer points of various discussions in the Mount Abraham Unified School Distri … (read more)

I will never forget how I stepped out of the shower and heard people down in the street screaming, or how it was Carolyn who heard them screaming and called me to the window.How my parents in Virginia called us, frantic, telling us about the Pentagon and … (read more)