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January
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EDGARTOWN
January 20, 2005
By
Gail Craig - 508-627-3754 - gail@vineyard.net
Snow
again. I guess winter is truly here.
Joanne Ryan spent much of last week changing plans and cursing her
husband, Kevin. Every time she tried to make plans for Saturday night,
Kevin said no. After she spent much of the day complaining to friends
and family about her grumpy husband, Joanne and Kevin went out to
dinner at The Grill on Main, where about 40 guests gathered to surprise
Joanne for her 50th birthday! Her birthday isn't actually until February,
but it was the only weekend they had available in between concerts,
plays, and college auditions. Kevin and Jonathan had planned the festivities
and selected a wonderful menu for the evening. Everyone had a wonderful
time and, as many of the guests were members of the Island Community
Chorus, their rendition of Happy Birthday was beyond compare!
The evening's crowning moment came during dessert, when Kevin presented
Joanne with the keys to her new convertible PT Cruiser. As was mentioned
by more than one guest, it was the first time they've seen Joanne
speechless. Kevin felt she deserved the evening because she is the
best wife, mother, sister, and friend anyone could ask for. Guests
were invited back to the house after dinner and Kevin and Joanne drove
home with the car top down in celebration. Congratulations, Kevin
and Jonathan, on a job well done and happy birthday to Joanne.
Happy belated birthday to Audrey Richard who celebrated a birthday
on Jan. 3.
There will be an 80th birthday celebration for Captain Nelson Smith
on Jan. 22 from 4 to 6 pm at the VFW. If you know Nelson, please join
in the celebration. And if you don't know him, you should go and meet
him and celebrate. He is a man worth knowing. Happy birthday, Nelson.
Don't forget to vote for your 2005 One Book, One Island choice at
the Edgartown Public Library, the Edgartown School Library or the
Edgartown Council on Aging. Selections will be announced in early
February and special events relating to the books will be held April
7 to 10. Please vote now!
Rob and Alex Morrison are traveling in New Zealand this winter. When
they arrived in Auckland, their plane was late so they had less than
an hour to go through customs, change terminals and catch their flight
to Bay of Islands. While at the airport, they ran into Clinton Fischer,
son of Madeline Fischer, who was looking for his luggage, which had
been lost on his flight over to New Zealand a few days earlier. Rob
mentioned that Clinton not only lives in Edgartown, but possibly even
lives on the same street as Rob and Alex. Small world!
Sara Piazza sent in the following news: I spent my school break
in Siesta Key, Florida, where I was the guest of Rebecca Wild Baxter
and her family: her husband, Rick, and daughters Alexandra and Julia,
both of whom were home for the holidays; Alex on the threshold of
her post-college adult life (she moves to Atlanta next week), and
Julia home on break from the University of Massachusetts, Amherst.
I traveled to Florida by train - my favorite mode of transportation
- and highlights of my vacation included: a trip to Mineral Springs,
where we swam in an 82-degree, sulfur-laden, bottomless pond that
both rejuvenated us - Mineral Springs is purported to be the original
Fountain of Youth - and turned our silver jewelry purple.
Also, I accompanied Rebecca, photographer (paparazzi, and don't you
forget it) for both the Siesta Key Pelican and Sarasota Magazine,
to a black tie reception at Michael's East, on assignment to photograph
Itzhak Perlman, who was in town teaching a master-class of gifted
violinists. One of my best days in Florida was the day Becky and the
girls took me to Venice Beach, a palm tree-rimmed beach, famous for
its fossilized sharks' teeth. It was a perfect Florida day - sunny,
hot, with an electric-blue sky dappled with puffs of white. The beach
was full of sun worshipers, sharks' tooth hunters, and shell seekers,
but oddly, the gloriously inviting Gulf was devoid of swimmers. Thirty
seconds in the ankle-numbing, bone-chilling shallows explained it
all, but what the heck, Becky and I dove in anyway; we just couldn't
help ourselves (and that, I think, was the real fountain of youth).
Have a great week.
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