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He was calling from the police station and he was crying. We had a bad connection, but it sounded as if he were in some awful trouble up in Canada. He didn’t want me to tell his parents, just wire the bail money right away so he could get out of those handcuffs. I don’t know if that’s right, but he’s my grandson.

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I love to work a crowd from top to bottom

and as wide as they make em

as long as you’ve got ’em.

I love to work a crowd

that I can swim across—hand

over hand —

an ocean of hands . . .

of all kinds of colors . . .

and a thousand pairs of eyes

and they wink

as they press away

with a sea of smiles

to make room for me!

“hey-how’re you doin’?”

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As a winter-long discussion begins in Chilmark about the impacts from overly large houses on the landscape and character of the town, it is ironic to see the Coast Guard refusing to budge much on its plan to build an overly large replacement to the historic boathouse that burned in the July 2010 Menemsha fire.

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He was a man of few words, but when he was honored with a surprise party in 1991 after half a century in the Oak Bluffs fire department, more than thirty of them as fire chief, Nelson Amaral told the gathering of some two hundred well-wishers at Anthony’s Restaurant: “You sure know how to get a guy. I’m at a loss for words. It has been fifty great years. I have loved every minute of it. I just wish I had fifty more to give.”

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