2010-11-25 / Letters to the Editor

Thankful for a great island

I would like to write a letter of thanks to the following:

Central Garage: Not to worry. These guys will put themselves in your shoes every time.

Island Rubbish: A family business that spans over 40 years and never capitalizes on the cornered market.

Town Hall: Denise and her coworkers who never stop looking for the evasive leaks as though it were their own money going down the drain. Thanks to a Town Council that listens, a town administrator that “comes across” every single day, and Ken, a gentleman, who makes paying taxes “not so bad.”

The Police Department: They understand the wisdom of “knowing what to overlook,” yet never stops looking for the lost dogs and to Cathy, who seemed to know where to look. Thanks to Chief Tighe, who took bedazzled seniors, including myself, to New York City for the Christmas Spectacular at Rockefeller Center.

The Jamestown Press: Fair and balanced with something for everyone, including the poetry of “Murphy’s Law,” the sentimental Walrus, Jeff’s challenging editorials and all of its eclectic writers, past and present.

Jamestown Hardware and Mc- Quade’s Marketplace: They took glue traps off their shelves years ago before it became a popular protest.

Thanks to all the volunteers who always answered the call faithfully, sometimes with unforeseen consequences. Thanks to Mary Wright and Patti Vandal, who brought legitimate theater here and etched on our children’s hearts those immortal show stoppers.

The Navy: They helped make the island urban. They plant trees and share our excellent school system.

The Portuguese community that played such an integral role in settling Jamestown and the fishermen who fed my three kids and I with fresh-caught bluefish during harder times.

Thanks to Jim Pemantell, who settled my son.

A letter of this nature is never complete but it encompasses all of you who enriched our town just by being who you are and with whom I share this incomprehensible sense of pride just to live here. It’s as though you all know, inherently, “For Whom The Bells Toll.”

Happy Thanksgiving, mates! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Arlene Seraichyk

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