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I’ve waited to comment on what some have said about me on these pages, largely because of two reasons: fear and common sense. Racism is a serious charge to leave unanswered, however, so I’m compelled to do a manual override of my defense systems. (more…)
AMBROSE CLANCY PHOTO A corner of the attic at Sylvester Manor, where slaves and indentured servants were quartered.
In the stifling attic of rough boards, the afternoon sunlight caught etchings of sailing ships on a wooden beam near a narrow window.
You could see a progression in the work, from a suggestion of a ship to finely drawn images of sails and intricate renderings of ropes and riggings. In the airless August heat, just under the roof of Sylvester Manor, the etchings spoke of an indentured boy’s need for expression and freedom. (more…)
AMBROSE CLANCY PHOTO | A view of Coecles Harbor from the St. Gabriel’s Retreat Center. A reader wrote bemoaning the fact that a part of the property will be developed.
To the Editor:
I was saddened to see the property that was a spiritual sanctuary for youth and families for decades is now planned as an exclusive, private, residential enclave (see story, “Development plans for St. Gabe’s,” July 23). (more…)
When Joni Mitchell sang, “Don’t it always seem to go, that you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone?” she was probably thinking of the environment.
But she could just as well been singing of the relief provided by a few minutes in a porta-potty.
During summer in the United States, the porta-potty is ubiquitous and indispensable. It goes by many names; porta-san, porta-potty, Johnny on the spot, Portaloo and kybo (more about that later.) (more…)