February 28th, 2013
ESSEX — The Middlebury Union High School gymnastics team finished its season with a seventh-place finish at Saturday’s state championship meet at Essex High School, a result that Coach Terri Phelps said was a solid effort for a team that lost many of its top point-scorers from 2012 and competed without an injured athlete this past weekend.
I began 2013 with a mental fishing “wish list.” There are a few perennial entries: an all-expenses-paid trip for Atlantic salmon in Labrador or Newfoundland; more time to fish in my favorite Vermont rivers (plus a trip or two with family and friends to Maine and New York); and an increase in the quality trout waters in the state.
HIGH SCHOOL SPORTS
2/27 #13 Mt. Anthony vs. #4 MUHS .... 51-45
2/26 #1 VUHS vs. #16 Milton .............. 51-32
2/27 #11 OV vs. #6 Mill River ..... 77-72 (OT)
In today’s Addison Independent, we feature six-plus pages of town-by-town election coverage that previews the highlights of Town Meeting Day for each of the county’s 23 towns. We also cover and report the most important budgets — town and school districts — and the most prominent elections on the front page and main news pages in section A.
In Bristol, there is enough public dissention over the location of a proposed new fire station to warrant further review. To do that, town residents would reject the current proposal they’ll face on Town Meeting Day and look forward to fine-tuning the proposal — or considering another — later in the year.
One of my most vivid childhood memories is sitting at the kitchen counter with my little brother, John, drawing. I was perhaps nine, he a year younger, and we would each have sheets of white drawing paper and colored pencils or markers or crayons. I would often draw a bucolic barnyard scene, where the buildings were to scale but the horses and cows had elongated backs and too-short legs.
I love the Internet. A lot. If it dispensed food I’d never leave the computer.
But it’s time the Internet and I took a little break.
Things were better years ago. Every morning, I’d fix a cup of coffee and sit down to read my email, pausing only to let the dog and cat in or out 10 to 20 times. (For you young people, “email” was a popular thing before Facebook. It was a handy method of communicating — privately! — with people you knew in real life.)