Editor’s Note 3/16/2017

By at March 16, 2017 | 5:30 pm | Print

Snow, snow, snow. That is all I see and all I hear about. I had enough. It is time for spring. Mother Nature should know January and February are gone. It’s March. Give us 60 degree weather. I think February was warmer than March.

I’m ready to picnic and walk around the park.

I would blame the Mayor, but enough people blame her for the weather. I will stick with blaming Mother Nature.

So this week’s paper had a lot to do with the budget. First off, the board of finance and taxation gave the Mayor an increased budget to work with. Mayor Erin Stewart sounded very confident she could get that budget down to a zero increase. A lot of it does depend on the State. They need to actually give the City what it deserves. See story on page 2.

Mayor Stewart is actually doing something I found very creative. She is requesting that non-profits think about donating money to the City for their fair share. They receive all the City services like trash collection and fire services. They should at least think about helping the City out. I will be surprised if much help is given, but one day they may have no choice. See story on page 1.

I love when we have a Top 10. This week we focused on salads. Willie Pep’s deservedly took the first place spot. A few others I would have personally swapped, but all serve great salads. Thanks Facebook group readers. See story on page 1.

The third piece of our NB EMS story is on page 3. Don’t miss it.

Here is this week’s Facebook joke:

A man is sitting reading his newspaper when his wife sneaks up behind him and whacks him on the head with a frying pan.

“What was that for?” He asks.

“That was for the piece of paper in your trouser pocket with the name Mary Ellen written on it,” she replies.

“Don’t be silly,” he says, “Two weeks ago when I went to the races. Mary Ellen was the name of one of the horses I bet on.”

His wife seemed satisfied at this and apologized.

Three days later he’s again sitting in his chair reading when she nails him with an even bigger frying pan, knocking him out cold.

When he comes around he asks, “What was that for?”

“Your horse phoned!”

He was definitely caught.

Until next week don’t tell fibs and keep reading New Britain’s Number 1 Most Trusted Newspaper!


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