Goodbye, Everybody

It has been a pleasure writing and being read over the years.  But from now on Kirby is going to still be on the loose, but not in his digitized Wi-Fi form.  This will be my last posting.   Readers are welcome to consult the index, and I will post the links to some of … Continue reading Goodbye, Everybody

And the Winner of the Battle of the Algorithms is:

   In the middle giving out awards to their storm water committee is Suzanne Beck, executive director of the Greater Northampton Chamber of Commerce. This is a high-powered group with a lot of technical, legal and lobbying skills. They had this Chamber committee up and operating in January of 2013, when it became clear that the … Continue reading And the Winner of the Battle of the Algorithms is:

We’ve got ourselves a Convoy

In case you think that People in Ward Three are exaggerating about the trucks cutting through their residential streets to the Coke Plant, look at this picture above. On April 12th, a North Street resident happened to be sitting at the light where Damon Road meets Route Nine. When the light turned green for traffic coming … Continue reading We’ve got ourselves a Convoy

The Aftermath (What happens when you fight fires only with water)

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Two year hiatus ends for Pomeroy Terrace Historic District application

For a long time, the leaders of the Ward Three Civic Association and the Northampton Planning Department have assumed that a project that many Northampton area people had put a great deal of work into was on track; that it was on its way to being approved by the Massachusetts Historical Commission and the federal … Continue reading Two year hiatus ends for Pomeroy Terrace Historic District application

Angola (Fiction)

  I had my first heart attack about six months ago. Hit me right in the middle of a city council meeting. It started with this pressure in my chest and an attack of asthma, or something that felt like asthma. I was wheezing a little, but it wasn’t anything that alarmed me. It was … Continue reading Angola (Fiction)

The West Point Syndrome

  “So what happened? “ said the doctor, leaning over me, “Tell me once or twice from the top. Were you unconscious? ” It was two thirty in the morning, and Doctor Vivian Westphal had been called in to provide a second opinion on the cause of Peter Doyle’s collapse. How can you sparkle this much … Continue reading The West Point Syndrome

The Heartland strikes back

  Center of town, Henryetta Oklahoma Natalia Munoz’a anguished opinion piece in the Gazette on November 10th stuck with me. Driving around Northampton doing her errands, she kept wondering which of her fellow motorists and the people who waited on her had voted for Donald Trump. Was it you, she wondered? Maybe the guy driving … Continue reading The Heartland strikes back

“Mike! Man, are you tough to get ahold of!”

      The phone ringing startled me. We’ve been out of touch with everyone for about ten days, and the new slim phone on my desk was just learning to talk. It  only took Stonehenge Movers six hours to move our apartment, but packing and unpacking have gone on and on. A multitude of … Continue reading “Mike! Man, are you tough to get ahold of!”

The news from Round Hill is not good.

Neighbors up there have a sinking feeling: Round Hill Road will continue to be fenced off for at least the next two weeks. The road is now two barricaded dead-ends, with no crosstown access for cars, pedestrians or bikers. In an email sent August 26th to Janet Gross, a Round Hill Road resident, in response … Continue reading The news from Round Hill is not good.