Granby Drummer (https://granbydrummer.com/category/voice/letter-to-the-editor/page/18/)
I am writing this letter in total support of the Kearns Community Center. As a Vietnam combat veteran, I unfortunately had to leave 20 of my brothers in the jungles of Laos in a war that historically is known as the Secret War, because the United States disavowed being there at the time.
I am a mom of three boys ages 11, 9 and 7. We live in Hartland, a great rural town, with one school for Pre-school through 8th grade, and then most kids go to Granby Memorial High School or Northwest Regional 7 in Winsted.
I recently became aware that Shirley Murtha is no longer reporting on the BOS meetings. I will certainly miss her detailed accounts of all matters before that board.
The Kearns Regional Community Center board of directors appreciates all of the support and questions from residents, town officials and the town advisory committee. We firmly believe that good questions lead to better outcomes, whether that is financial stability, small business development or social good.
On March 9 I attended the statewide Poetry Out Loud competition in Middletown. I have served as a judge in the Granby Memorial High School for Poetry Out Loud for two years running and I had a rehearsal in Middletown that morning but I was able to see a little of the end result of the hard work of students from every town in Connecticut.
Recognize Equal Pay Day on April 2 to symbolize how far women and minorities are “in the red” with their paycheck. On Tuesday, April 2, women across the United States will join in a national day of action called Equal Pay Day.
For many in town, as farm property has been passed along through the generations, zoning laws have become more restrictive and complicated each year. When an aunt or uncle dies, several family members may own the farm.
We are concerned that the condition of the state finances is going to cause the taxes in Granby to go up. We have watched the Kearns School sit empty for almost 3 years, requiring maintenance annually for $30,000–$50,000.
I am not the type of person whom accepts help; in fact I hate receiving help. Over the past three years I have had three major surgeries and two minor ones between Boston, Hartford and New York. I have had long recovery times at home with little ability to do things.
Early in November, an injured bear appeared in our backyard. Impaled in its right eye was a plastic dart, apparently fired from a toy crossbow.