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March 17 - March 23, 2005 Edition
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TISBURY March 17, 2005 Hermine Hull - 508-693-2525 - hrmhull@gis.net My father-in-law, one of the best thinkers I know and a gentle philosopher on what truly matters in life, often remarks on his lack of interest in going off-Island. He feels that West Tisbury offers everything any person could need or want, and there is nothing out there worth the trouble of traveling to find. Keep this in mind as you read on. Last Thursday, a delegation from our library attended a two-day conference, “Library As Commons,” sponsored by the Southeastern Massachusetts Library System at Bridgewater State College. Mary Jo Joiner was one of the small group leaders. Friends Treasurer Diana Manter, and Trustees Linda Hearn, Marilyn Hollinshead, and I attended. We spent a stimulating two days at group meetings. The speakers were excellent, and we all felt bursting with information and ideas to bring back to our own library. The goal of the library's serving also as a community center or gathering place for town residents has long been recognized in our planning and service model. I then headed towards South Hadley to pick up my niece, Charlotte, at Mount Holyoke to bring her home for Spring break. It was snowing heavily the whole way. Charlotte and I decided to have an early night. We checked the weather reports, which only predicted an inch or so of new snow overnight, so we weren't terribly concerned. When I looked out the window the next morning, snow was falling thickly, so we decided to get an early start. As I stepped outside Mead Hall, arms loaded with blankets and sleeping bag, I realized the car was no longer parked where we had left it. Fortunately, I was happily enthralled by the artistic possibilities of the landscape, the brick buildings grayed by the falling snow, everything in simplified shapes of trees/buildings/ground/sky making lovely compositions right in front of my eyes, unified and obscured by the snow. It was beautiful. Eddie, the Campus Security Policeman, told us there was a parking ban because of the expected snow. He helped us locate the car at Hampshire Towing, about three or four miles away. The very nice young man who answered the phone offered to pick us up later and bring us to the car. After a wait, and a ride in a tow truck, at last we were on our way home. The ride was harrowing at times because of the snow. But we drove slowly and carefully, arriving in Woods Hole with time to spare. Charlotte wanted to stop in to see her grandparents as soon as we got off the boat, so we drove over to Richard and Bobby's to find Richard having tea and a visit with Nelson Bryant. Then I took her home, where parents and labs were waiting. Yesterday, I called my cousin, Hannah Beecher, to find out how her vacation had been. Her story was more harrowing than snow and car-towing. She, also, dealt with snow, which caused her to miss her plane in Boston. Several hours and connections later, she arrived in Dallas, where her son, Chris, was waiting for her. Her granddaughters were sick with flu, which, of course, Hannah caught. By the time she flew out to meet Amy Eisenlohr in Santa Fe where they planned a spa retreat, Amy had to take Hannah to the Emergency Room. Then Amy got sick, too. Hannah called it the “vacation from Hell.” They are both glad to be home. Mike and I hosted a pleasant family dinner Sunday night to welcome Charlotte home. It's nice to all be together. She has a busy week planned, visiting friends, dancing at Danceworks, painting her bedroom, and sleeping in. BZ will take her back on Sunday. Katie Ann Mayhew spent the weekend rehearsing and performing at the Southeastern District Musical Festival in Attleboro. She had auditioned and was accepted by the program last December. Katie Ann has been practicing the music over the winter, with the help of West Tisbury School Music Teacher Hilary Pitha and her private instructor, Linda Berg. On Friday, the 150 middle-school age participants met to rehearse together for the first time. Their performance on Saturday afternoon was “just terrific - so polished, so tight, very professional” as reported by Katie's mom, Deborah. West Tisbury School alumnae, Maria Casey, who now lives in Edgartown, and Lydia Fischer from Chilmark, attended. Both girls attend the Regional High School. Congratulations to West Tisbury fourth-grader, Megan Mendenhall, who finished second in the Island-wide Spelling Bee held last Thursday, March 10. We are so proud of you. Larry Benson asked me to correct the impression that Andrew Woodruff had leased all of Thimble Farm. He has only leased the outer fields. Benson's Thimble Farm continues to grow hydroponic tomatoes, herbs, and vegetables in the greenhouses. Dr. Russell Hoxsie will talk about his recently published book, “Let's Walk, Lilly” on March 22 at the West Tisbury Library Reading Room on Music Street. The program will begin at 7:30 pm. Free admission and refreshments, besides. Please come. I started this column with an anecdote about my father-in-law, and I will end with another one. Last week, while walking along the beach with my mother-in-law and their poodle, Daisy, Richard said to Bobby, “Hasn't this been a glorious winter?” |
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