I am writing to ask my fellow voters for their support when voting on June 28 for the SVRSU 12 education budget. It is a lot of money, but please consider that this budget is supporting eight towns with approximately five buildings.

In this week where we read about a dog shot full of BBs and the senseless vandalism of the Bristol school baseball field, there was a highlight in town that many may have missed.

When it came to framing this week’s editorial theme about sharing the road, I didn’t feel I could talk about it from a distance. I am a cyclist myself. I ride every day when I can and there are precious few other things in life I would rather be doing.

The sky is falling.

That is literally the import of the National Security Agency leak story that is dominating headlines around the world this week.

At the time of this writing, the forecast calls for several days of on-again, off-again showers into the weekend. We really need it. If we are in for a sprinkle here or there, it is not going to help us much.

There have been numerous articles in The Lincoln County News concerning the budget cuts at Great Salt Bay School.

We have been snickering to ourselves around the office, ever since careercast.com issued its latest list of the best and worst jobs in America April 24.

Two of us, Trudi Hodkins and I, had made arrangements for the past several years for what we thought was becoming an expected traditional Memorial Day observance at the Jefferson Veterans’ Memorial.

I’d like to thank the many people and organizations who made the Fish Ladder Restoration Festival a great success. Special appreciation goes to our sponsors, who provided much-needed support for the festival.

Many coaches, competitors, family members and friends spent the bulk of their Monday holiday working.

It comes dressed in the trappings of summer and smells like a barbecue and suntan lotion, but really, Memorial Day is the most somber of our national holidays.

Please publish this letter as an acknowledgement of the Weymouth House’s beautiful work of providing inexpensive homemade meals to the local gentry almost every Friday at noon.

On Sunday, May 12, I visited my parents’ graves only to find two white antique urns missing. The urns had been in place for at least 30 years in the West Bristol Cemetery in Walpole. It’s hard to imagine that anyone would steal something from a cemetery, but owing to the state of our world today, I guess anything is possible.

Another three-day weekend coming up but I would remind all your readers this Monday is also Memorial Day. The day that we honor all those brave men and women who gave the ultimate sacrifice in the defense of our country.