Healthcare is Vital
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Our state seized the opportunities offered through federal healthcare reforms to make a difference for local residents.
The Currier Museum Side Door Series, which has launched very strong since the series began last year, selling out, I think, every show, is a great place to mix it up for a night and hear good music. The venue is intimate with great acoustics. Couple hundred seats and drinks, if needed, at the ready. A perfect fit for the Queen City.
It’s hard to create positive change when our leaders fear it. How does Manchester solve its real problems when having a birthday celebration can’t even go on without restraints?
As I write this, it was a week ago that I spent my last night in Pittsburg, five miles from the Canadian border, alone outside the Tiny White Box. Wanting to mark the occasion, I built a small campfire in a fire pit as the sun was going down. There, I meditated on what I’ve lived in the last nine months, reviewed the writing I’ve done (and left undone) and thought about the next stage of my journey.
As an all-black musical production during a time where black performances where scripted to be cut out of movies in order to be shown to white Southern audiences (in fact Cabin In The Sky was banned in Memphis) it was a massive gamble for director Vincente Minnelli,
Fifty-one years ago, the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King warned that “a nation that continues year after year to spend more money on military defense than on programs of social uplift is approaching spiritual death.”
During hearings for a bill in the New Hampshire legislature, Christine Jameson from Hampton gave heartbreaking testimony. She recounted that her 33-year-old firefighter husband Kyle died from what doctors say is a work-related cancer, T-Cell prolymphocytic leukemia. He also left behind a 2½-year-old child.
Although my first novel began “I never intended this, of course,” when I came to Pittsburg in mid-August, I intended to stay for a year or so. I intended to finish another novel. I intended to write a memoir. I intended to learn some things about myself…I had a lot of intentions.
So, residents of Manchester, for the next 20 to 50 years we will be looking from the highway at a parking garage similar to the one you see at our local airport. It says nothing about Manchester. It looks like it belongs in a suburban shopping mall in Fort Lauderdale, where the developer lives.
Since Liberty customers pay for the “unaccounted for volumes,” and the leaked gas impacts the climate, perhaps Liberty should release a detailed report and supporting data explaining the losses?
In the beginning – this was back about the time that God created the heaven and the earth – a guy named Dick Clark created ”American Bandstand.” So I guess that means we have to go way back, back to before the beginning, if we’re going to talk about ”The Donn Tibbetts Show.”
Manchester’s downtown is situated along Elm Street, which runs north to south, parallel to the Merrimack River. Not only is it the country’s longest double-dead-end street, it’s also home to some of the best dining, nightlife, and culture in the state.
I came north last August, planning for the beauty of the fall, the frigid isolation of winter, the softness of spring and the joys of summer. Some of those things have happened. The rest won’t, at least not for me, but I’ll get to that by and by.
Mr. Lefave was a kind man, a smart man, a patient man. In other words, he was the sort of teacher I wanted to upset, whose face I wanted to turn red, whose tongue I wanted to turn to butter with my nonsense. In the words of Bugs Bunny, I was a stinker and I wanted to make Mr. Lefave my stinkee.
“All right Mr. Demille … I’m ready for my close-up …”
I am deeply concerned about the future of Liberty House under the current staff.
Having folks reach out to ask my advice on running nonprofits is better than a sharp stick in the eye — or indictments being handed down — so at some readers’ request I’ve put together some things I believe about me and nonprofit leadership.
I left Liberty House without the help I needed. The magic and energy cultivated under the former director’s regime was gone. The house was a ghost.
Even now, 27 years later, when I think of my father, I am filled with a host of overwhelming emotions. I still feel guilty that my sickness may have been the immunity-sucking source of his death.