Stephanie Greene

Commentator

Stephanie Greene is a free-lance writer now living with her husband and sons on the family farm in Windham County.

I came upon the term “hand-selling” on Elinor Lipman’s Facebook page, where she was extolling the virtues of booksellers who recommend books to customers.

It was a great day when I scored a library card at the wonderful Provincetown Library on Cape Cod. For no charge it’s now possible to get a library card at the P-town Public without being a Mass resident, or even a U.S. citizen.

I have a good stainless steel soup pot that lost a handle. Without it, the pot was ungainly, and the boiling liquid dribbled out the holes left by the missing handle, puddling in the burner well of my stove.

According to the Vermont Sustainable Jobs Fund, or VSJF - small food producers are the fastest growing manufacturing sector in Vermont. Go to any farmers’ market and this is deliciously borne out. What’s more, our local cheeses compete - and even win - at international competitions.

A few months ago, I was watching a British detective show, Midsomer Murders. The detective inspector was entering an eerily darkened warehouse alone. My first reaction was, “Dude where is your gun??” It wasn’t, “For Pete’s sake, turn on the lights!” Or “Don’t go in there alone! Get some back-up!”

We Vermonters give generously of our time. According to Volunteering in America, our small state ranks 12th in per capita volunteerism nationally, with 33.7% of us volunteering in our communities. Utah leads the charge with 44.6%.

Courtesy

At first glance, it makes fiscal - and even educational - sense to close Vermont’s smallest schools.

The Governor’s Institutes of Vermont (GIV for short ) is a high school enrichment program that hosts residential workshops on VT college campuses in a variety of disciplines. Students can choose to attend institutes in the Arts, Engineering, Information Technology, Environmental Science and Technology, Mathematics, Asian Cultures, Current Issues and Youth Activism, and Entrepreneurship.

Greene: Toys

Dec 22, 2014

Last year I signed up to be a secret Santa for a needy child – but when presented with his wish list, I didn’t recognize any of the toys. They were all electronic and many were way beyond my budget. Feeling like a hopeless Luddite, I apologized to the organizer, who reassigned the boy. It was an uncomfortable experience.

My mother would put on lavish Thanksgiving feasts. Such was her idea of quality control that no one else was allowed to contribute so much as a lettuce leaf to the festivities.
 

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