Heidi Watts

Whichety, whichety, whichety

Whichety, whichety, whichety

On a beautiful May morning, a search mounts for the elusive, person-watching warblers

Warblers are irritating, and that's the truth.

It's a beautiful spring morning, the mist just disappearing and the sun promising a full Monty. I take my binoculars and stroll quietly down to the mailboxes and, just like yesterday, I hear a yellow warbler singing full bore, whichety, whichety, whichety.

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A clash of values

In the changing society of the 1960s, a young elementary-school teacher in Putney finds her job on the line

The chair of the Putney School Board, who was also a member of the John Birch Society, pounded his fist on the table and roared, “We can't have Heidi Watts in our school, because Heidi Watts is a Quaker, and Quakers are passive people.” It was 1966, and protest...

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