Opinion
It has been two years since Mary Fuller died. She was my mother, and there are still some people around who remember her as the director of the Vineyard Haven Library from 1980 to 1990. She had stated long before her death that there was to be no obituary, and in grief and confusion, two summers ago I complied. But as time has moved on, I have felt the need to reach out to the Vineyard community, partly in response to many who have wanted more than our private West Chop service afforded.
From the April 22, 1960 Gazette:
The Cape Wind Decision
Just like the wind that is a nearly constant presence on the Island — it rattled the windows of gray-shingled houses this week with cold spring gusts that felt more like early March than late April — the debate over Cape Wind has blown in and out of the Cape and Islands for nine years.
Imagine coming home from being off-Island seeing family and friends, and opening your door to find an overpowering stench of home heating oil. Then you discover your basement floor is covered with oil that escaped from three tiny pinholes in your oil storage tank. This happened to us.
April is Holocaust remembrance month, and as part of our study of the history of the 20th century, we have been watching some films and reading some personal stories describing the horrible things that happened during the Nazi era in Germany. Working together with Ms. Holter’s class, we learned how to write “found poems” where you take ideas and concepts and words from written pieces and turn them into poems expressing the meaning in a very different, and more deep way.
ATTEMPTED RESCUE
Editors, Vineyard Gazette:
At 2 p.m. on Saturday, April 24, my wife, Lauren Crosbie, called me on my cell phone. She was upset and proceeded to describe to me the seal that she and her friend Diane Levin had come across on a beach up-Island. The seal was tangled in some sort of a mat or rug and was in dire straits. It was dying and the surf was pounding.