Our sympathy to the family of Leonard Jason, Sr., who died on Oct. 3. He was a genial member of the community and a great storyteller, as at home with summer visitors as he was with year-rounders. He will be remembered fondly by all who knew him.
Nancy Aronie will preside over another writing-from-the-heart workshop at her South Road studio next week, Monday, Oct. 18, through Thursday from 9 am to 12 noon. These are always stimulating sessions for writers, aspiring and published, who get feedback and lots of new ideas. For more information or to register, call Nancy at 508-645-9085.
The days are growing shorter, as we've all noticed, and the off-season café, ChilLib, organized by the Friends of the Library, is up and running in the library's meeting room. The hours have been extended this year, and coffee, tea or cocoa and cookies will be available whenever the library is open. Come one, come all.
The subject of household mold as a health hazard is coming up nationally more frequently these days, and Dr. Lisa Nagy, a specialist in environmental medicine, will talk about the causes, symptoms, complications and treatments for chemical sensitivity at the library next Wednesday, Oct. 24, at 5:30 pm.. Her talk is titled "Environmental Health: The controversial connection between chronic Lyme disease, depression, some cancers and alcoholism and living in a moldy house."
Dr. Nagy, an Island resident, attended the University of Pennsylvania and Cornell Medical College and was trained in environmental medicine after a surgical internship. She plans to begin practicing environmental medicine this winter and is currently assisting patients at no charge, referring them to specialists off-Island.
The talk is sponsored by the Friends of the Library and is free. Free mold plates to test your home environment will be given out.
A reminder that the library's book discussion group meets next Thursday, Oct. 25, at 4 pm at the library to discuss "Middlesex," the 2003 Pulitzer-winning novel by Jeffrey Eugenides.
A post-Columbus Day shopping trip down-Island has convinced me that it's probably time to come to grips with the realities of 21st century fashion. I'm not a shopper, and my attention span is pretty limited, so I was pleased when I found a navy blue pullover that would see me through the coming months. There was no designer label and nothing attention-getting about it; just a standard, mass-produced, ordinary sweater of the sort you might find in any of the catalogs. "How much is it?" I asked, sliding my credit card out of my wallet. "Two-forty," said the sales person without batting an eye.
"Really?" I replaced the credit card. I mean, it's one thing if it had been a one-of-a-kind, hand-knitted sweater, or an Eileen Fisher original. I guess I'll make do with my ancient favorite little black dress and the all-time favorite, a 25-year-old handmade sweater in the "je ne sais quoi" shade of pale green/golden/oyster white.
But I guess I'll retire another old favorite - the navy blue sweatshirt I bought at Brickman's 15 years ago when Brickman's was the only place that had sweatshirts without MARTHA'S VINEYARD or some other cute saying emblazoned across its front. Loyalty aside, it looked pretty beat-up next to the $240 job.