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Articles by Sandra Olivetti Martin

So keep pushing on

“Move on up,” Curtis Mayfield exhorts from my iPod, urging me to stack up sweaty minutes on the elliptical trainer. “Your dream is your only scheme, so keep on pushing.”     An hour later at Bay Weekly, I see what the R&B singer, who died in 2009, is talking about. News of hundreds of dreams pushed into reality cross my desk every day. You read about many such schemes each week in our pages.     The Peace Corps has inspired dreams...

In his fifth book, Family of Freedom, Chesapeake Neighbor Ken Walsh introduces us to Presidents and their African American servants in the White House

To keep up with presidents, you have to share their drive and stamina. Understand that, and you are getting to know Ken Walsh, one of the shrinking corps of reporters whose job is telling the rest of us about the plans, plots and policies of the occupants of the White House.     Walsh has so much drive and stamina that, after a full day writing about presidents for US News & World Report, he comes home to what he calls “my second full-time job,” writing books...

What you get when you come with us to the theater or to the movies

Theater-going is serious business by Bay Weekly standards — whether the action is live in local theaters or projected in huge images on the silver screen. Since our earliest days, both have had prominent place in our pages.     From 8 Days a Week to reviews, the plays of local theaters always get play. Carol Glover, our first official theater reviewer back in the 1990s, handed over the privilege to Dick Wilson, who in turn passed it on to Jane Elkin and Davina Grace Hill...

Writers paddle like hell

Be a swan. Glide serenely over the water. Paddle like hell underneath. Other swans will know the truth.     I first read those words in a poem by Ann Hale many years ago, and the image still makes me smile. As it did this morning when a pair of swans came in Cordorde-like to land a little less gracefully, big feet forward, to paddle away on little Fairhaven Lake.     It’s an image as apt as it is pretty, and I’ve had more than one occasion to follow...

We’d get two sticks under Maryland’s Clean the Streams and Beautify the Bay Act

This is how you’d look if all you had to wear were the plastic bags you toted home all year long.     You’d look like a plastic imitation of New Orleans’ legendary Mardi Gras Indian tribes. But you’d be warm.     That’s the overheated conclusion of Bag Monster Rick Rogner of Silver Spring. Rogner donned the borrowed costume to help Del. Al Carr, of Kensington, convince Maryland to learn to follow the District of Columbia’s...

Oyster babies abound

Chesapeake Bay oysters were amorous last summer, and the seed they sent forth willy-nilly into the water has set into abundant spat.     Natural Resources researches examining the intimate lives of 53 key oyster bars last fall found spat — or oyster babies — about five times higher than the 25-year median. Instead of 16, spat count per bushel was nearly 80, the overall highest since 1997.     Oyster babies were most plentiful in saltier waters of the...

Last week belonged to the groundhog; this week belongs to lovebirds.

How’s your movie watching going? Minus Superbowl, of course, movies and a fire have warmed creatures in our burrow most nights since last week’s Groundhog Movie Review. But every since reading last week’s Sky Watch, All Hail the Returning Sun, I’ve seen evidence of the quickening — and with it signs of spring. February 5’s cross-quarter day is tickling me with hope. It’s hard to be gloomy when sunlight is flooding our hemisphere, promising us an hour...

Need an excuse to den up this time of year? Read on.

We’ve been watching a lot of movies lately. So many that the search is on for explanations. Really excuses. Is it the chicken or the egg? Are we watching movies to prepare for this week’s ever-popular Groundhog’s Movie Review? Or is the mood of the times the compelling force behind both behaviors? If that’s the case, we watch movies for the same reason that we run our annual Groundhog Movie Review on the first Thursday of February: It’s the season for burrowing for...

After a New Year’s Eve fire ravaged The Old Stein Inn, owner Mike Selinger looks to rebuild his dream

“No more tears,” says 41-year-old Mike Selinger on the 12th day since flames ravaged his family restaurant, The Old Stein Inn in Mayo. The predawn fire on the last day of 2010 shook his world, stole his livelihood and made him find words to explain to his parents what happened to the restaurant they founded 28 and left in his hands 15 years ago.  Day by day, it’s getting better. He has reassured his German-born parents, Karl and Ursula Selinger, who now live in Mexico....

Coyote Call

Fifty feet away, just where open land tumbled into kudzu, a large, shaggy, mottled, gray canine was devouring the carcass of some small animal. Certainly not a fox, which are the size of cats or lapdogs. Nor a wolf. Wolves are not resident in Maryland, according to Harry Spiker, Maryland Department of Natural Resources’ man on big furbearing mammals. Likely it was a coyote. In Fairhaven. “We’ve got coyotes statewide,” Spiker told me. “They’re good at not...