Reprinted courtesy of the Weston/Wayland Town Crier She caught me off guard when she called – and besides, the event was at least three weeks away. I told her I’d had…
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“Come, sit, stay, pleease”
Twenty five years ago on March 31, I wrote this column about the first dog we adopted from Yankee Golden Retriever Rescue. It has been a year now since ‘Captain”…
Love is a Workbench
Reprinted courtesy of the Weston/Wayland Town Crier May 13, 1993 When my husband and I celebrated our 25th wedding anniversary many years ago, he mentioned our planned celebration to some…
Going to Extremes to Beat the Blahs
By Joy Winkie Viola, Town Crier columnist Reprinted courtesy of the Weston/Wayland Town Crier It was bound to happen sooner or later. I’ve been on a roll since I retired…
She’s been living with 12 feet of snow
By Joy Winkie Viola, Town Crier Columnist This winter I am struggling under the burden of 12 feet of snow. Oh, I know, the meteorologists may dispute that we’ve…