Opinion
The rock and the general — those are the words I use to describe my paternal grandparents. Herbert and Claire Mercier, married for 63 years, created a life on Cooke street in Edgartown.
I woke up wearing a hospital gown. The paper napkin tie-on dress was a faded robin’s egg blue, dotted with orange bloodstains from the burns that turned into inch-thick scabs on my stomach and chest.
Nature seems to whisper during a snowstorm as a blanketing hush falls over the land, sky and sea. Even the foghorn sounds muffled.
Norman Bridwell, who died last week at 86, was living proof that there really are no absolutes in life, and that especially includes rejection. The story has been told a hundred times.
The prolonged cold snap which the Vineyard has experienced for virtually two weeks without a thaw has caused the older inhabitants to rack their memories for some recollection of a similar spell of weather early in the winter of 1925-26.
Island business establishments have contributed as usual to the Christmas season with decorated stores and windows. Oak Bluffs leads in outdoor decorations.