|New Bay Times Becomes Bay Weekly
In 1993 when we conceived of New Bay Times, we chose a name that would reflect the niche we hoped to fill: a paper looking for new ways of covering news and new, sustainable ways of living on Chesapeake Bay in changing times. In seven years, we have accomplished a great deal. Throughout our leg of Bay Country, New Bay Times is the Bay Weekly.
And so, as we change the calendar to a new year, we change our name to better match what we are: Bay Weekly. Nothing better describes what we do.
In the Maryland Primary, Opportunity Awaits
We confess to turning into C-Span junkies this election season.
We tune into long-winded orations of Bill Bradley, wondering if the hoopster-turned-senator has what it takes to inspire people. We're watching Vice President Al Gore, trying to figure if behind his tortured elocution lays the heart of a man we can trust.
We're listening to Texas Gov. George W. Bush in hopes that we'll be there the day he departs from The Script. We're smiling as Sen. John McCain scolds the fat cats who pollute politics while we wonder how long it will take Republican fat cats to send him back to Arizona.
We'll be ready in a month when it's time to pick a candidate in Maryland's primary
Newspapering: The Best Job in the World
Like virtue, journalism is its own reward. Usually. Last week was different.
First, Bay Weekly got to run with the big dogs, winning five awards in the Maryland-Delaware-D.C. Press Association 1999 Editorial Awards Competition. Second, editor Martin opened an I-loved-that-story letter. Third, Susan Savage-Stevens of the Shady Side Rural Heritage Society said thanks for a favor with roses.
Janet O. and the Big-Box Parade
In these hazy days of almost-summer, our minds drift back to the election campaign of Anne Arundel County Executive Janet Owens. A key component of her election platform, to many of us its most appealing feature, was her promise to rein in sprawl and unwise development.
Now is the period that will determine whether Janet Owens meets the challenge she set for herself - and whether much of what is happening in citizen planning committees is for naught.
Home Truths: Where Are Our Home Towns?
Chesapeake Country is changing. Unless we accept that fact, change is going to run us down. The only point worth discussing is how we're going to change. Is Chesapeake Country going to become one long strip mall sprawling from the Gov. Johnson Bridge over the Patuxent to the Delaware state line above the Susquehanna? Are Goliaths going to drop their Big Boxes all over us? Or are we going to manage the scope and scale of development?
Don't come looking for Bay Weekly at 5861 Deale-Churchton Road. After seven and a half years, we've popped out of the little brick bump on the side of Tri-State Marine. Please come looking for us at 536 Deale Road, across from that familiar watering spot Happy Harbor.
Ten Ways You Know You've Moved to the Amazon Rain Forest
7. Your neighbor came home from the show room with her new pride and joy, a 2001 Plymouth Canoe.
In Safeway Saga, the EPA Weighs In
It's part tragedy, part comedy. It's brimming with the hopes of folks who feel they're entitled to more conveniences in their lives. It's chock full of despair on the part of people who fear that if the supermarket giant has its way, sleepy Deale will be another cookie-cutter crossroads.
The U.S. Environmental Protection Agency has now injected a large dose of intrigue into what looked to be the saga's final act.
Bay Program Plugs Loopholes on Seeping Poisons
For the first time, the mighty forces of the Chesapeake Bay Program have been united against toxics. Indeed, they're promising a Chesapeake Bay "free of toxics."