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by Silverbelle Margaret (Ridge Road SBs) A cookbook in the pantry caught my eye recently. It has been a long time since I've visited the contents of this old book. Bound together by two metal rings, it’s dressed with a simple cover made from vintage, mottled-gray shelving plastic. Sandwiched between the front and back cover... Continue Reading →

The West Brookfield Classic

Like all great ideas, The Classic was conceived on a cold winter’s night when summer seemed a thousand … a million years away. It was at the McKeon’s house. Someone (Greg Schipa? John McKeon?) said “Wouldn’t it be incredible if next summer we could get in good enough shape to run all the way around... Continue Reading →

Eat a Peach

Pho Hong ... best Vietnamese in Vermont We were having lunch at Pho Hong, our favorite restaurant in Burlington, when Silverbelle Sandy said "Something I really want to do before the summer is over is to pick peaches in Addison County. "Vermont's not exactly known for its peaches," I said. "But if you're serious, you... Continue Reading →


[This is an article from my wise-guy days when I thought I was Vermont's answer to Dave Barry. Didn't work out that way, but that's ok. I've left in all the dated references, because the subject is timeless. SB SM] One of the nice things about Vermont, especially outside the Chittenden Metro Belt, is that... Continue Reading →

In praise of Carl Russell

[Gilead Brook Road lost one of its premier Silverbacks recently with the passing of Carl Russell. Carl was a husband, a father, a farmer, a selectman, a friend ... the list goes on ... a teamster, a leader, a steward, and a poet. I don't know anyone who appreciated his place on the planet as... Continue Reading →

We’ve Lost a Beloved Silverback

A loved, respected, admired, gentle, kind, and all-around awesome Silverback has left us for that greater Jungle in the sky. SB Derrick (Gilead SBs) was both the ultimate SB, but also the quintessential Vermonter. What makes a quintessential Vermonter? Well, he has to be a dairy farmer. And he has to prefer Jerseys over those... Continue Reading →

Ya Never Know … Mo’ Mud

Best of the 'Gest ... Welcome to Mud Season. People get ugly just after town meeting. You still haven’t lost the weight from the holiday. You still can’t get out to exercise. The town report came out and listed YOU in the delinquent tax payer column. And the road between your house and the paved... Continue Reading →

Mud Season

Mud Season in Vermont this year has been described as "biblical." We haven't experienced the worst of it, because we are "Frippin Out" (see yesterday's post), plus we live on the stretch of Gilead Brook Road that is paved. This fellow set out on his four-wheeler to experience the season first-hand. You may want to... Continue Reading →

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