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10 • THE WEBSTER TIMES • Friday, April 16, 2010<br />

www.webstertimes.net<br />

VIEWPOINT<br />

THE DEADLINE to submit letters to the editor <strong>and</strong> commentaries for next week’s newspaper is Friday at noon.<br />

SEND ALL ITEMS to Editor Adam Minor at THE WEBSTER TIMES — aminor@stonebridgepress.com<br />

Delivering<br />

A STONEBRIDGE PRESS WEEKLY<br />

NEWSPAPER<br />

25 ELM STREET, SOUTHBRIDGE MA 01550<br />

TEL. (508) 764-4325• FAX (508) 764-8015<br />

www.webstertimes.net<br />

FRANK G.<br />

CHILINSKI<br />

STONEBRIDGE PRESS<br />

PRESIDENT AND PUBLISHER<br />

ADAM MINOR<br />

WALTER C.<br />

BIRD JR.<br />

STONEBRIDGE PRESS<br />

WEEKLIES EDITOR-AT-LARGE<br />

EDITOR<br />

THE WEBSTER TIMES AND THE AUBURN NEWS<br />

COMMENTARY<br />

My almost<br />

dinger<br />

Only days remain until the official<br />

kick-off of the Auburn Little League<br />

season, <strong>and</strong> many families couldn’t be<br />

more excited. The sun is finally<br />

warming our little piece of the Earth,<br />

<strong>and</strong> with that comes the blossoming of<br />

trees <strong>and</strong> flowers, the smells of freshly<br />

cut grass <strong>and</strong> the all-to-familiar<br />

THE MINOR<br />

DETAILS<br />

ADAM MINOR<br />

“ping!” of aluminum<br />

bats connecting with<br />

baseballs.<br />

Ah, to be young<br />

again.<br />

I remember “back in<br />

the day” (I put that<br />

phrase in quotes<br />

because I am only 26,<br />

<strong>and</strong> “back in the day”<br />

doesn’t quite hold the<br />

same meaning as it<br />

would a 60- or 70-yearold),<br />

game days were<br />

filled with excitement.<br />

I was the starting third<br />

basemen for my<br />

Eastford Little League, so my practice<br />

regimen included a grueling series of<br />

ground balls hit from every conceivable<br />

angle <strong>and</strong> various speeds.<br />

“Stay in front of the ball!” my<br />

coach, Chris Sheehan, would yell out<br />

to me as he hit one my way. He called<br />

me “Hoover,” an encouraging nickname<br />

that implied I sucked up every<br />

ground ball hit near me. I wasn’t perfect<br />

— I had my share of errors — but<br />

I was a pretty good bet to make the<br />

play when needed.<br />

My most shining moment also<br />

turned out to be my most frustrating.<br />

It was an early Saturday game, barely<br />

after noon. We were playing one of<br />

the better teams in our league, <strong>and</strong> it<br />

was early in the game. We had a couple<br />

people on base <strong>and</strong> I stepped up to<br />

the plate.<br />

I was never really known as a power<br />

hitter. I was lankier back then, so<br />

when I did connect, it was mostly for<br />

singles or doubles.<br />

This day was different. The pitcher<br />

served me a premium, Grade-A choice<br />

loin meatball right over the plate, <strong>and</strong><br />

I ripped it to center field.<br />

Now, our perimeter fencing was<br />

your basic, run-of-the-mill chain link<br />

fence, with a metal bar running the<br />

length of the fence about 3 inches<br />

from the top. As I hit the ball, I<br />

thought the impossible was about to<br />

happen — my first home run. I made<br />

the mistake every coach warns you<br />

about.<br />

“Don’t watch the ball! Just run!”<br />

But I was watching intently, I just<br />

didn’t care. The centerfielder was<br />

back stepping, trying to locate the ball<br />

in the midday sun. He approached the<br />

fence, the ball was nearly down, <strong>and</strong><br />

as I rounded first, it happened.<br />

“Ping!”<br />

Wait, what? My mind was in disbelief,<br />

as the ball bounced violently off<br />

the metal crossbar on the fence,<br />

bounced straight up in the air, <strong>and</strong><br />

l<strong>and</strong>ed in centerfield — about as close<br />

a batter can come to hitting a home<br />

run without actually hitting a home<br />

run.<br />

I moved into second base with an<br />

easy double, <strong>and</strong> I did log two RBIs on<br />

the play, but I was crushed. My home<br />

run was not to be that day, <strong>and</strong> I never<br />

did hit one in my Little League<br />

“career.”<br />

My years in Little League were<br />

among the most fun in my life, <strong>and</strong> as<br />

Auburn Little League kicks off this<br />

weekend, I hope the kids can look<br />

back 14 years from now with a smile<br />

like I do.<br />

Play ball!<br />

Adam Minor may be reached at 508-<br />

909-4142, or by e-mail at<br />

aminor@stonebridgepress.com.<br />

LETTERS TO THE EDITOR<br />

Thanks for making event a success<br />

To the Editor:<br />

Calvary Assembly of God would like to say<br />

thank you to the following businesses for<br />

donating towards our community Easter Egg<br />

Hunt that was held at the Dudley Town Beach<br />

on March 27. It was a huge success <strong>and</strong> many<br />

families were blessed because of it. Thanks<br />

To the Editor:<br />

The article in a recent publication advised<br />

that a donation was made to the Central<br />

South County Relay For Life by the Leicester<br />

Rod <strong>and</strong> Gun Club.<br />

The generous donation was actually made<br />

by the Leicester Snowmobile Club at the<br />

Leicester Rod <strong>and</strong> Gun Club. We regret this<br />

error.<br />

Once again we thank the members of the<br />

Leicester Snowmobile Club. Their wonderful<br />

To the Editor:<br />

The Dudley-Charlton Education<br />

Foundation Board of Directors wishes to<br />

thank the many guests <strong>and</strong> contributors who<br />

made our first Gala Dinner-Dance on March<br />

27 a huge success.<br />

The Foundation is now poised to move into<br />

its next phase of operation, which is to offer<br />

grants to district staff that encourage <strong>and</strong><br />

fund innovative projects in teaching <strong>and</strong><br />

SOUND OFF:<br />

I live in the ghost town of <strong>Webster</strong>, <strong>and</strong> I am<br />

wondering why the gas prices in this town<br />

are 20 cents or more higher than not only the<br />

Clearing up an error<br />

SOUND OFF<br />

Why are gas prices so high?<br />

so much for your part in the event — Town of<br />

Dudley; PC Triage; Shaw’s; Radius<br />

Healthcare Center; Park <strong>and</strong> Shop.<br />

REV.PATRICK O’LOUGHLIN<br />

CALVARY ASSEMBLY OF GOD<br />

gift of time, energy <strong>and</strong> talent to support<br />

Relay for Life <strong>and</strong> the American Cancer<br />

Society is truly appreciated. We save lives<br />

<strong>and</strong> create more birthdays by helping you<br />

stay well, helping you to get well, by finding<br />

cures <strong>and</strong> by fighting back.<br />

Dinner dance a ‘huge success’<br />

To the Editor:<br />

If you really want to turn around the<br />

under-performing schools in Massachusetts,<br />

I feel those school districts should be entirely<br />

turned over to charter school-operation for a<br />

least a five-year period. I would then like to<br />

see the charter school operated like the<br />

Harlem Village schools in New York City. The<br />

key features of their educational program<br />

include:<br />

• A rich liberal arts curriculum based on<br />

rigorous st<strong>and</strong>ards of excellence.<br />

• A longer day (7:30 a.m. to 4:40 p.m.) that<br />

provides enough time for students to both<br />

master basic skills <strong>and</strong> to reflect deeply on<br />

what they're learning.<br />

• Individualized tutoring, after-school<br />

homework center, <strong>and</strong> Saturday school for<br />

students needing extra help <strong>and</strong> attention.<br />

• A small-group advisory system that provides<br />

personal attention <strong>and</strong> support by connecting<br />

each student with an adult advisor.<br />

• School uniforms that reflect our commitment<br />

to a culture of mutual respect <strong>and</strong> serious<br />

scholarship.<br />

• A clear, strict code of conduct that operates<br />

consistently across the school.<br />

• After-school activities that include karate,<br />

chess, yoga <strong>and</strong> dance.<br />

Frequent, diagnostic assessment of student<br />

progress that enables teachers to check<br />

how students are doing <strong>and</strong> customize<br />

instruction or tutoring groups accordingly.<br />

• A focus on college preparation including<br />

annual year-end college trips.<br />

• A culture <strong>and</strong> system of accountability<br />

for academic achievement.<br />

• Talented, dedicated teachers with expertise<br />

in their subject areas <strong>and</strong> a passion for<br />

teaching.<br />

• A small, close-knit, nurturing school environment<br />

built around the values of compassion,<br />

hard work, responsibility, integrity <strong>and</strong><br />

kindness.<br />

It is my underst<strong>and</strong>ing that the first week<br />

of school at the Harlem Village schools is<br />

CINDY GALLANT<br />

THE RELAY FOR LIFE OF<br />

CENTRAL SOUTH COUNTY<br />

learning.<br />

The momentum gained at the Gala Event<br />

will extend far beyond that evening to provide<br />

innovative opportunities for students<br />

<strong>and</strong> the communities we serve.<br />

Again, many thanks to all who supported<br />

this effort.<br />

DCEF BOARD OF DIRECTORS<br />

Something to be learned from NYC schools<br />

devoted to explaining <strong>and</strong> establishing their<br />

strict code of conduct. Many times this is<br />

missing or lacking in our public schools.<br />

Harlem Village schools are proud to point<br />

out that their schools are designed for teachers<br />

so students can be successful. As they<br />

point out on their Web site, “In 2001, we developed<br />

a dramatic new approach to education<br />

reform that could revolutionize public education.<br />

We did not start with a ‘school design’ to<br />

be imposed on teachers; rather we set out to<br />

design a school for teachers. We believed that<br />

teachers, not programs, are the key drivers of<br />

student achievement — <strong>and</strong> by tapping into<br />

the knowledge, talent <strong>and</strong> passion of teachers,<br />

we could achieve ground-breaking<br />

results. We called our strategy ‘Schools<br />

Designed for Teachers.’”<br />

I taught math in an “under-performing”<br />

high school for five years, but I have to agree<br />

with Paula Macy of Blackstone. I feel it was<br />

not the school that was under-performing,<br />

but it was usually the students <strong>and</strong>/or parents/guardians<br />

that were the root of this academic<br />

problem. We had an outst<strong>and</strong>ing math<br />

department with a great department chair,<br />

but many of our students did not get academically<br />

reinforced at home or via their circle of<br />

friends. Teenage pregnancy, drug <strong>and</strong> alcohol<br />

abuse, violence <strong>and</strong> gangs were a major part<br />

of some of these students’ lives.<br />

I feel an extended school day, strict discipline<br />

(including a dress code, so gang colors<br />

can be eliminated), <strong>and</strong> schools designed for<br />

teachers must be the minimum steps taken<br />

toward solving the problems with academic<br />

<strong>and</strong> life achievements for our students. If we<br />

want to turn around our “under-performing”<br />

schools, then the Commonwealth must be<br />

willing to fund <strong>and</strong> emulate the success of<br />

the Harlem Village schools.<br />

HERBERT J. ANDREWS<br />

NORTH OXFORD<br />

surrounding towns, but the entire state of<br />

Massachusetts.<br />

Hopefully, someone can weigh on this <strong>and</strong><br />

let us know what is going on.<br />

the goods<br />

A few words in praise of the best job I ever had to<br />

leave.<br />

Since January I had been involved with Meals on<br />

Wheels, delivering hot lunches to Southbridgians in<br />

<strong>and</strong> around my neighborhood. It was rewarding<br />

work. First of all, it was nice to be following the biblical<br />

edict: “Feed my sheep.” Secondly, it was nice<br />

getting to know such wonderful people — seniors<br />

<strong>and</strong> housebound neighbors who, for a variety of reasons,<br />

needed, <strong>and</strong> generally welcomed, a late-morning<br />

pop-in:<br />

“Hi, how’re ya doing? Here’s your lunch. Have a<br />

great day! See you tomorrow.”<br />

Alas, my new work schedule<br />

doesn’t have the flexibility to<br />

continue in this calling, so<br />

here’s your notice — <strong>and</strong> your<br />

chance, if you’re available <strong>and</strong><br />

interested, to consider joining<br />

in this important effort.<br />

I’m not sure how it works in<br />

AS YOU<br />

LIKE IT<br />

MARK<br />

ASHTON<br />

other towns, but in<br />

Southbridge the Meals on<br />

Wheels program is run by Tri-<br />

Valley Inc., an organization<br />

long known for its work in<br />

behalf of senior citizens, the<br />

frail <strong>and</strong> elderly. With the help<br />

of both paid <strong>and</strong> volunteer<br />

staff, they dish out, serve up,<br />

<strong>and</strong> deliver dozens (<strong>and</strong> dozens) of meals every<br />

weekday, monitoring the production <strong>and</strong> distribution<br />

so as to keep tabs on folks who might otherwise<br />

“fall through the cracks” of our modern, hectic<br />

world.<br />

The meals provided are simple but nutritious,<br />

everything from shepherd’s pie to crumb-flaked<br />

fish, from ham, green beans, <strong>and</strong> mashed potatoes to<br />

corned-beef <strong>and</strong> cabbage. Folks opt in <strong>and</strong> out as<br />

their palates <strong>and</strong> activities require. No attempt is<br />

made to force-feed Brussels sprouts; no one is<br />

coaxed into giving peas a chance. At 96, a person<br />

should get to decide when — or even if — to eat her<br />

lunch, or if the family pooch should get it!<br />

Not everyone on my Meals on Wheels route was<br />

96 — but those who were certainly proud of it,<br />

reminding me daily of their “situation” <strong>and</strong> my<br />

need to speak up, listen up, <strong>and</strong> pay attention. It was<br />

good advice. It has taught me to appreciate some of<br />

the benefits, <strong>and</strong> the challenges, of aging.<br />

My route had about 30 (active) participants <strong>and</strong><br />

took a couple of hours to complete, through some of<br />

my old paper route neighborhoods <strong>and</strong> streets at<br />

opposite ends of the town. Because someone else<br />

was always waiting to receive their meal, it was<br />

impossible to spend too much time with any one<br />

client, but it was amazing to me how much joy <strong>and</strong><br />

good cheer could be delivered in a mere 30 seconds.<br />

Not by me, but by the recipients of this simple service!<br />

My route took me to some of the town’s tripledeckers,<br />

<strong>and</strong> though stair climbing is not among my<br />

favorite pastimes, it was always rewarding at “the<br />

h<strong>and</strong>-off” in the doorway or kitchen.<br />

“Here’s your lunch,” I’d say.<br />

“God bless you; thank you, sir,” came the reply,<br />

which was always enough to get me to the next second-floor<br />

apartment, even while juggling a hot plastic-wrapped<br />

meal, a bag of beverage, bread, <strong>and</strong><br />

dessert, a cold-packed supper, a Styrofoam container<br />

of soup, <strong>and</strong> a cardboard box of frozen weekend<br />

meals.<br />

Jim, who continues as a Meals on Wheels deliverer,<br />

recently dropped out of his Thursday morning<br />

golf group because it conflicts with his delivery<br />

schedule.<br />

“Where else can you go to work where people say,<br />

‘God bless you!’ <strong>and</strong> really mean it?” he asks.<br />

He’s right. The appreciation that accompanies<br />

this simple service is truly rewarding. As you learn<br />

the individual stories of these oft-neglected neighbors,<br />

you gain insight into where we’ve come from<br />

as a community <strong>and</strong> a nation.<br />

Not to mention any names or locations — because<br />

privacy needs to be maintained, I will truly miss<br />

many of my clients/customers. These are (mostly)<br />

the survivors of The Greatest Generation, who still<br />

have stories to tell about serving in B-17s in World<br />

War II, who raised families <strong>and</strong> sent them off to live<br />

lives of their own, who taught school or worked in<br />

local offices for half a century, who ran businesses<br />

<strong>and</strong> retired, who coached Little League, who drove<br />

milk trucks <strong>and</strong> climbed utility poles before cable<br />

<strong>and</strong> Internet connections even came into being.<br />

I’ll miss my favorite dog lady, my friend awaiting<br />

her biopsy results, the guy who always attributed<br />

good weather to my “sunny face,” the feisty nonagenarian<br />

who proclaimed her age at every visit, the<br />

independent senior who refused to open her door on<br />

cold days, the friendly walker who made sure to get<br />

home in time for my arrival, the “h<strong>and</strong>icapped”<br />

widower who stills shovels snow <strong>and</strong> mows his<br />

lawn, <strong>and</strong> the gentle lady who sat at her door to<br />

await my arrival <strong>and</strong> who knits cozy slippers for<br />

any <strong>and</strong> all comers. I’ll definitely miss the lady who<br />

said, “You can’t be that guy who writes for the paper.<br />

That picture doesn’t look anything like you!”<br />

We’re supposed to worry about the minds, the<br />

memories, <strong>and</strong> the nutritional habits of these folks.<br />

We’re charged with watching over them, monitoring<br />

their driving, fretting over the fragility of their<br />

bones. But ask Jim, ask my buddy Buddy, ask Edith<br />

<strong>and</strong> Cliff <strong>and</strong> other drivers. These folks CAN<br />

remember names — especially of those who take<br />

the time to visit, <strong>and</strong> to listen to them. These folks<br />

have minds worth exercising <strong>and</strong> memories from<br />

which great tales <strong>and</strong> great wisdom are yet to be<br />

drawn.<br />

Ask not for whom the (door)bell tolls. It tolls for<br />

thee. I hope Tri-Valley is still running the Meals on<br />

Wheels (senior nutrition) program when I’m in<br />

need of such things way down the road (about six<br />

weeks) in the future. I hope you’ll consider helping<br />

them out. You’ll bless so many lives — including<br />

your own!<br />

Mark Ashton writes a weekly column for<br />

<strong>Stonebridge</strong> <strong>Press</strong> publications.

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