Bill Eville
I received an email recently that began: “I found the fierce bison underpants.”
Eville commentary

2022

For a big man, Steve Myrick did not loom. Instead, he listened.

2021

I am driving with my son Hardy on I-95 south, headed for our first college tour. Hardy is 17, a senior in high school.
I received an email recently that began: “I found the fierce bison underpants.”
You never forget your first library, especially the one you walk to on your own, step through the doors with no adults trailing you, and enter a world of books with your brand new library card.
I am being driven around the Island by my son Hardy, from Oak Bluffs to Edgartown, across to Vineyard Haven, then up through West Tisbury, Chilmark and Aquinnah.
One summer, about nine years ago, when my daughter was three years old and the Rev. Raphael Warnock came for his annual visit, she grabbed him by the hand.

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