Dear Felicia

Welcome to Cold Central, honey bunch. As Iyam scribing this week’s missive, Momma Nature has decided to put these parts in a deep freeze. It’s only supposed to last a couple o’ days and then get back to normal, only to git cold again. It is winter, I … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Yew knew it couldn’t last. We hear-tell that the white stuff is expected after weeks of nothin’ but rain. Yup, though we’ve had a wet couple o’ months, we had one early snowstorm back in late November, and thought that was gonna bring in a long cold … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Howdy do, honeybunch. Here we are in 2019, that means this is the 48th anniversary year of you and me scribing these weekly missives concerning the goings-on of this shoreline community. As I remember, it was in 1971 that we began these letters, and … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

With the end of the year – and our two-week shutdown – it’s time for Cobina to isshew her annual gift lift to the politicos, celebs and yokels that make our little corner of the universe soooooo special. It’s hard to believe that we two are marking … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Yew know it’s the end o’ the year honey bunch when we git the annual “Tax bills go out” story or somethin’ like it. Yup, Christmastime also means tax bill time, and our local tax collector – the always lovely Dorothy Chambrelli – sends out her … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Well honey bunch, here we are skittering toward the holiday break. December has come and the Christmas decorations are out. By the way, didya notice how when New Haven had its tree lighting last week it was for its “Holiday Tree”? Jest think o’ that … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Howdy do, sweetie. Hope you survived Thanksgiving and Black Friday. Cobina came down with a bit of a cold with the brutal temperatures we had in these parts, and decided to stay close to home, especially on Black Friday. Effen yew tried to git on the … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Well sweetie pie, it’s hard to believe that it’s Thanksgiving already. Here in the Asylum by the sea, yew can tell it’s Thanksgiving cuz the city workers have been working like the Dickens trying to git the Green all gussied up for the tree-lighting … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Headin’ toward the end o’ the year…cruisin’ downhill effen yew ask Cobina. Wow, hard to believe but we’re getting toward the end o’ 2018. The next isshew is gonna be the Turkey Day publication, and as per usual we’ll run the two football teams as is … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

As Iyam scribing this week’s missive to yew, Felicia, the biggest thing on everyone’s mind ain’t what is gonna happen in the election. Though, you’d think that might be the foist query in everyone’s mind. Nope, the foist thing is, “Thank goodness, … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia