Good to be home with St. Croix memories

Adios Milagros

We did our part to keep the place open, but I guess it wasn’t enough. After only eight months in business, our nearby Mexican restaurant closed. Supposedly, it will be spending “more time with its family.”

The estimates are in: half a million plus or minus to deal with this collapsing retaining wall. Ugh.

Snow in the parking lot at Vermont Circuits, which closed late last year. One of Brattleboro’s only high-tech employers, with as many as 50 employees at times, their presence will be missed.

Bikes in front of the Co-op usually represent an unknowable blend of poverty, eco-consciousness and suspended driving privileges. This week, though, it just means you ain’t going nowhere.

For well over 100 years the First Baptist Church has glowered over Main Street. Its broad shoulders have successfully separated the Masonic Temple and the hardware store. Even though we are told it was a much prettier building in the past when it was covered with ivy, I’m skeptical. Particularly compared to the congregational church across the street, which positively soars, it’s a hulk.

Besides ministering to the needs of a dwindling congregation, the Baptist Church is best known around town for the work it does each winter inviting in the homeless and the near-homeless to stay warm. They also have an impressive Estey organ and regularly host concerts.

A few years ago, they sold their Tiffany stained-glass windows to help defray expenses, and this week the membership of the church voted to sell the entire building, because the endowment is nearly gone. An anonymous donor has offered to buy the building for $200,000, which is about one quarter of its value on the city tax rolls and about half the value given by a recent real estate appraisal. On a per-brick basis, a couple hundred thousand sounds like a bargain, but I can’t imagine how much money would need to be sunk into maintenance, renovation, and probably things like asbestos cleanup in order to make the building suitable for any other use. One rumor is that the buyer will simply turn around and give the building back to the congregation, presumably taking some sort of tax benefit on the transaction.

Incurable Semantics

A year or so ago the Strolling of the Heifers organization bought the River Garden building on Main Street. The previous owner, a business group that couldn’t quite describe how it was different from the Chamber of Commerce, didn’t really do much with the skylit space (except complain about the heating costs). Until recently we rented a storage unit in the basement.

SotH has put on a free daily lunchtime event, which is awesome, but I haven’t ever been to one until today. But, when I saw the band name Incurable Semantics I knew this would be the day. I made peanut butter sandwiches, picked Lee up at work, and it’s a date.

The IS, as we insiders know them, play a fun mix of folky jams, some original and some not, and an array of interesting instruments. Whatever they might lack in sexy star power they certainly make up in earnestness.