Vineyard children’s author Kate Feiffer is too honest to stuff a ballot box. So not only is she wrestling with how to chop the bottom off her cardboard voting booth to make it kid-sized, she’s got to finesse her party schtick in case the littlest voters mark their ballots overwhelmingly for their moms, dads or selves rather than for Luke Pennybaker, the charismatic candidate in Ms. Feiffer’s latest book, President Pennybaker. They will get the chance to vote at the book’s national launch on Saturday at the Chilmark library.
It’s been called the biggest event on the Vineyard social calendar, and the Possible Dreams Auction organizers found how to count just how big it had grown when a storm hovered over the lawns of Edgartown’s Harborside Inn on the first Monday in August last year.
Reno herself was born Socialist. “It happened to me as I entered the birth canal and entered the world,” she suspects. “Because it’s how I’ve always felt, that there is something fishy about Wall Street.” She has no checking account. Certainly no investments. “I’ve just avoided anything about finance.”
First published on the Gazette Web site Friday morning.
The wheels on his bike stopped abruptly on Centre street behind Cafe Moxie when the pantry chef saw flames breaking through the roof of the restaurant around 9:40 a.m. on the Fourth of July. “I guess I don’t have work today,” he said sadly, and rode off.
Around the Farm Neck links, Don Wilks likes when fellow golfers find out he’s an artist. “They always say, ‘You’re not the kind of guy I expect . . .’ ” This may be, Mr. Wilks points out, because he is neatly turned out and he does not have long hair.
The wheels on his bike stopped abruptly on Centre street behind Café Moxie when the pantry chef saw the flames breaking through the roof of the restaurant around 9:40 a.m. today, the Fourth of July. “I guess I don’t have work today,” he said sadly, and rode off.
