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Here’s to one more summer of reading

     Call me anything but late to the table — unless I’m reading a good book. So I’ve often carried book to table.     “I’ve spent my life looking over the breakfast table at a book,” my grandmother Florence Martin lamented. “Your grandfather. Your father and his brother. And now you.”     Or as Florence’s daughter-in-law my mother Elsa would say, “Take your nose out of that book!”

How far are you removed from the necessity — and pleasure — of eating local?

    Is Buy Local Week preaching to the choir?         If local foods are already a mainstay of your diet, you don’t need persuasion — though a chance for a basket of local goodies and free ice cream in Western Maryland might lure you to post your locavore photos at www.buy-local-challenge.com.

Not your game if you’re a Bay Weekly reader

     Monopoly, Sorry! and Chutes and Ladders: The games we play are the similes writer Tom Hall uses to explain how the nation’s biggest energy debate is playing out in Chesapeake Country.     Monopoly, Hall says, is what the game seems like when an energy giant like Dominion Resources plays out its next move in your back yard.

Your part is to vote

     “How many were wearing aluminum foil hats and Mickey Mouse ears?” my husband, a veteran ­political reporter, wondered.     “Maybe only a couple,” I joked about the candidates at a forum that had lasted until nearly 11pm.

Ouch! That’s uncomfortable!

     There’s more I didn’t tell you about Bernie Fowler in this week’s feature interview leading up the 27th Annual Patuxent River Wade-In.     A cross and a flag mark the entrance to the Prince Frederick home of the 90-year-old champion of the Patuxent and retired Maryland state senator. “God and country,” he says, are his mottoes.     In his heart, Bernie Fowler is a conservative — in the old-fashioned meaning of that oft-preempted word.

Theater and puzzles take us back to the ­kingdom of imagination

     Continuing Bay Weekly’s celebration of summer, this week we focus on child’s play.     Nobody plays as wholeheartedly as a child. Do you remember your dedication when you were a child at play? How putting your hands on the simplest thing opened the universe of your imagination?

Where will summer take you?

School’s out for kids everywhere, including the kid in your heart who still thrills with possibility long after the 12-month work calendar has replaced the nine-month school calendar. What adventures lie ahead for you, your family — and your hosts of summer visitors eager to see the sights?

June into July is the Bay at its best

“It’s a beautiful day. Don’t let it get away,” my husband emails, quoting Bono.     So I’m writing with urgency, eager to leave my computer for the Bay, the perfect rhyme to day and away.     I’ll feel the same tomorrow. What day isn’t beautiful this time of year? Why let any of them get away?

I am my father’s daughter

My father didn’t come to all my games. I had none, and for the weekly ritual of horseback riding — first ring, then trail — my grandmother Florence, his mother, was my chauffeur and companion. If there had been victories, she and my mother would have been my cheering squad. They, too, were my comfortors and sometime confidants.     About how to relate to a daughter, Gene Martin, was clueless.
Ouch! That’s uncomfortable! 
There’s more I didn’t tell you about Bernie Fowler in this week’s feature interview leading up the 27th Annual Patuxent River Wade-In.   A cross and a flag mark the entrance to the Prince Frederick home of the 90-year-old champion of the Patuxent and retired Maryland state senator. “God and country,” he says, are his mottoes.    In his heart, Bernie Fowler is a conservative — in the old-fashioned meaning of that oft-preempted word.