KENT — On Saturday, Feb. 24, Kent School alumni hockey players reunited for a game on their old home rink.
More than 50 alumni came to the event, with 37 of them registered to play hockey alongside the current varsity seniors. The players were randomly assorted and chosen to play on either the blue team or the white team.
The graduation class years ranged from the outgoing class of 2024 to the oldest, John Drinker, class of 1969.
Teams were welcomed by Dale Reinhardt, boys varsity hockey coach, and took to the ice to start the first of two 35-minute halves. All the players showed great skills on the ice regardless of age, skating and handling the puck as adeptly as ever.
Thankfully, crushing, aggressive body checks were kept off the program.
Scoring was not the most important part of the day, though the blue team managed a 9-4 victory. This was a day for reuniting with teammates, classmates and friends.
The good cheer and happiness on every participant’s face was a testament that the day was a much loved success.
Later that day, Kent’s varsity boys hockey team went on to win its final regular season match 11-2 against Choate Rosemary Hall.
The crunch of snow and ice underfoot soon will transform into the squish of mud season. The melt will soon arrive as late winter turns into early spring. The astronomical seasons — spring, summer, fall and winter — are based on the Earth’s position with regard to the Sun, complete with solstices and equinoxes. In fact, we have leap years — like this year, giving us a 29th day in February — to keep months aligned with those solstices and equinoxes. But the meteorological seasons are linked to temperature, which, in the Northern Hemisphere, means that March, April and May can be called springtime.
And we are here. With the advent of Daylight Saving Time on March 10, followed by St. Patrick’s Day on the 17th and even Easter this month this year (March 31), it’s a time of hope and new beginnings, holidays and observances. March is Women’s History Month, beginning March 1.
The Super Bowl is behind us, and now it’s time for Major League Baseball Spring Training, which started last week. Across our region, Little League Baseball sign-ups are wrapping up.
Some have written that there are five seasons in New England. There are the four we all know: Could we add a Mud Season in there?
March weather is changeable, to be sure, and it doesn’t always follow the overused “in like a lion, out like a lamb.” Promising days in the 50s — even a few in a row — can bring out the crocuses only to be shocked by a late-season snowstorm with winds and temperatures in the teens overnight. All good makings for more mud.
Our farmers know mud the best. Their paddocks and barnyard environs are caked in mud this time of year. Forget about driving up a dirt lane.
The Old Farmer’s Almanac noted that it would be on the wintry cold side through mid-February. On Feb. 2, Punxsutawney Phil, the groundhog authority, predicted an early spring.
By mid-month, our American black bears should start emerging from their dens — at least those that hibernated at all in rock dens, tree cavities or even snuggled up under a mountain laurel — with this year’s crop of cubs. Foxes and coyotes follow in the spring with their kits and pups. As if on schedule with this meteorological shift, the first lambs are born.
The brownish cast on our open fields begins to reflect a hint of green to come. The hillsides’ changeover from a darker brown is on a later schedule, after all the cold is behind us. Keep an eye out for robins. The state bird is a sure sign of spring.
To the First Robin
Welcome, welcome little stranger,
Fear no harm, and fear no danger;
We are glad to see you here,
For you sing “Sweet Spring is near.”
Now the white snow melts away;
Now the flowers blossom gay:
Come, dear bird, and build your nest,
For we love our robin best.
Louisa May Alcott
Solar power for the future
To produce enough electricity using solar panels, we need to cover farmland equal in size of the state of Maryland and Delaware with solar farms built on agricultural land. So agrivoltaics, the placing of solar panels above crops and pasture, is vital. A study in Minnesota, as reported in Environmental Research, seeded sixty-six different native wildflowers under the solar panels and within three years the number of pollinators, bees and butterflies, had tripled and in five years there were twenty times more pollinators, and that boosted farm production in the neighboring fields.
On 1% of farmland, solar panels could provide 20% of US electricity. The boost of numbers of insect pollinators is very important for we have lost so many of these insects which are important for producing fruits and vegetables. In Connecticut many of us are working with the Pollinator Pathway, promoted in Sharon by the late Jan Dudek, by pledging not to use insecticides and fungicides to save the pollinators.
The shade the panels reduce the need of water for grazing livestock. This becomes a second stream of income for farmers.
As only 20% of solar panels are made in America, the support Jahana Hayes has given with her support for the Inflation Reduction Act will create more solar panels made here in the USA. This is an important part of the battle to reduce the effects of climate change. We need Jahana Hayes to continue in Congress to fight to solve these problems to solve climate change.
Praise for new column on retirement
I recently read a column in the Lakeville Journal titled “Facing Challenges After Life of Working” and I have to say that the writer really hit a chord with me. You see, I am retiring after 50+ years of working this coming April and a lot of what I read resonated with me. I’m really looking forward to reading more from this woman and her experiences as I can relate. Thank you.
Turn the Lights Back On
By Kathy-Herald Marlowe
As we’re layin’ in the darkness
Did I wait too long
To turn the lights back on?
—Billy Joel (2024)
We’re dealing with darkness, in dark hours
Asking “Is this law-ignoring nation ours”?
Send forth a posse, round up the out of laws:
Governors, legislators, persons once held in awe
A gang of governors numbering ten
Say SCOTUS findings apply not to them
They get to muster their armed guard force
Against federal law - they’re exempt of course
They wield their authority proclaiming pro-life
While sacrificing pregnant women, someone’s mother, wife
They scurry to truncate their constituents’ might
As they block amendments their voters deem right
Two large state governors deceive, for fun
Resourceless refugees with no place to run
They trick, capture, then openly gloat
Their mastery of the defenseless, minus even a coat
In DC, Cotton wears McCarthy’s mug
“Are you a communist?” or a Chinese thug?
So he grills a Singaporean with relentless glee,
A Senator displaying his Harvard Global Ignorance degree
A fleet of fake electors submit fraudulent forms
Treating corruption as an election norm
They intended to steal votes of those they serve
With criminal audacity, brazen nerve
These crooks follow the voice of dark times
“Whatever I want ought surely be mine”
In our democracy their hands on power levers
Must be forever and ever severed.
Have we waited too long
To turn the lights back on
To flood our lives with justice’s light
Undaunted law, order, decency, what’s right
Have we waited too long
To turn the lights back on
Kathy Herald-Marlowe lives in Sharon.