I owe my town an apology.
At a recent Selectboard meeting, I became just one more in a long list of local officials and private citizens to temporarily deter the members of the board from discharging their duties by injecting boisterous challenges to their reasoning and assumptions.
After the meeting, an agitated Selectboard member accused me of being “my own worst enemy.” But I don't see myself as a man with enemies; I see myself as a man with allies with whom I can disagree.
We opinionated townspeople prod, cajole, and criticize, not because we dislike our town or its government, but because we love this town and we know we can do better.