Burton on the Bay
By Bill Burton
From Fond Remembrances to Sad Farewells,
It’s Been Quite a Year
Mired in Nostalgia, I’m Enjoying My Christmas Presents
Return with Me to the Golden Age of Radio
Listening to radio, we pictured in our minds what toppled from Fibber McGee’s closet; our imagination went to work.
Recapturing Fort Smallwood
This long-derelict park could be Anne Arundel County’s crown jewel.
The Regimented Life
Though only three, granddaughter Grumpy has started school. Henceforth she will be mired in a regimented life.
Wear a Nutria; Save the Bay
Methinks fur, real fur, is coming back, and that might mean good news for our beleaguered Bay.
In the Cold, Everybody’s Hunting
Even with all that insulating down, how comfy can waterfowl be when temperatures drop to single digits and the waters in which they swim turn to ice?
At Super Bowl, Commercials are the Name of the Game
The only super thing about this Super Bowl was the play of the New England Patriots and the Philadelphia Eagles, which was played between commercials.
Catching Diamond Jim
With the promotion of Maryland fishing taking a big budget hit, methinks DNR might revive a legend: the mid-1950s’ rockfish with a diamond in his mouth.
… Telephone Operators Made All the Right Connections?
There Ought to Be a Law…
So Anne Arundel hunters can target deer on Sunday.
Farewell, Chuck Thompson
If you listened to the Colts and old Orioles or if you drank National Boh you knew Chuck.
Reading: The Best Exercise for Healthy Minds
Imagination is an exercise of the mind, and the younger the reader the more imagination thus the more exercise.
Farewell Misty, of Assateague
We are the intrusive aliens who in the name of progress have created the environmental quagmire that surrounds us.
My Furry Companion Is Gone
Dogs have masters, but cats are masters.
Crabcakes from China, Anyone?
What we’re eating, nobody knows
Lois Nutwell’s A Ripple on the Wind Tours a Vanishing Way of Life
In old photographs and new and old words, Nutwell paints a vivid picture of Bay Country life before slow boats and slow living gave way to fast boats and fast living.
As Goes Our Endangered Susquehanna, So Goes Chesapeake Bay
From the deck of a boat headed to waters off Chesapeake Beach for rockfish, I witnessed the remnants of Mother Nature’s flushing of the Susky.
The Old School Clock Keeps Ticking
With schools, we’re virtually in the same crisis as with Bay restoration.
Do Fish Fly?
It has long been said and with merit to catch a fish one must first catch a fish’s eye.
A Million-Dollar Boost to America’s Greatest Sport
Who wants Who Wants to Be a Millionaire when we can accomplish the same by going fishing?
Our Treadmill Times
Humankind has gone to great lengths to save time and effort. But where has it gotten us?
Muddying the Waters of Lewis and Clark’s River West
Here’s a bonafide mystery: The reader of Big Muddy Blues quickly learns a crime has occurred. One knows who the culprits are and is anxious to learn whether the scalawags get caught with gun in hand.
From Hot Type to Cold
An old timer remembers when newspapering was real work
If putting a newspaper together is tough nowadays, how did it ever get done before the computer age?
Fast as a Pit Stop at Daytona
An old timer remembers when newspapers were hot off the presses
Sly Foxes Make Bittersweet Neighbors
A newcomer on the shores of Stoney Creek has left a few clues.
A Good Fish Deserves Respect
If perch are around and hungry, you will quickly know.
The Disappearing Islands of the Chesapeake
Even the biggest measure their future in decades
Surviving Snake Sightings
I’m afflicted with herpetophobia. If I had my druthers, no snake would ever cross my path again.
There’s Room for All at Mother Nature’s Table
How long can a buzzard soar without a booster shot from its wings? I gave up counting at two hours and 23 minutes.
A Bridge to Sprawl
A cautionary tale of how the Bay Bridges changed the Eastern Shore.
The Biggest Jellyfish on the Bay
If I said you never see a moon jellyfish this time of year, I’d be wrong.
Next Year, Let’s Fish for the Whole Million
For $Million Fishing Challenge 2006, let’s go back to the Diamond Jim days of the 1950s when, if you caught it, on the spot you won big money.
Fort Smallwood Park Is Too Rich To Be Ignored
But only the stewardship of Gil Boisvert, a hockey player with the old Baltimore Clippers, makes Fort Smallwood Park a usable park today.
Hardball Scores Where Words Evaporate
Until Greenpeace got involved, it was words more than action in the battle to save menhaden from the nets of factory fishermen.
So Much Depends on Menhaden
Without a healthy menhaden stock there will be no jobs and much less on many Bay fronts.
Play It Again, Sam
But the same old tune’s a sad one: again this year, dead zones without enough dissolved oxygen to support aquatic life.
Roughing It by Today’s Standards
Meet Alan Doelp and my son-in-law Jon Boughey whose camping creed is If it is moveable, take it with you.
Chronic Wasting Disease Knocks
Overcrowding fosters the fatal disease, and in Maryland more than 250,000 deer roam, in numbers greater than they should be in many areas.
A’fishing We Will Go
There comes a time in every man’s [women’s, child’s] life when he is either going to go fishing, or do something worse.
We’ve Failed Our Energy Exam
Energy makes the wheels go ‘round, and not just the wheels on the family jalopy but also the wheels of our entire economy.
Our Sun is Dimmed
Is a picture worth a thousand words when it steals a thousand words of bonafide news from readers?
Once the Indians were driven precariously close to extinction, few white men around had much meaningful regard for the environment.
With Politicians, How Long is Too Long?
From the presidency to councilmen, many offices are term limited. In between, Congress is exempt.
To Kill or Not to Kill
Are hunters murderers or wildlife managers?
Wildlife managers look to the future to visualize what things will be like unless we give nature a hand in curing its ills.
I’d like to be squirreling away game, but here I am feathering the nest.
In Memory of Those Who Served
Why was I a lucky one?
Letters from the Past
Take a peek at history as recorded in packet of family letters written in the Great Depression.
The Sorry State of Our Bay
Part 1: Faint Hopes
When I arrived here a half-century ago, a few were already suggesting the crown jewel of our natural resources might be in trouble.
The Sorry State of Our Bay
Part 2: Naming the Losses
Chesapeake Bay Foundation scored the State of the Bay 27 of a possible 100. What’s your role in screwing up the mighty Chesapeake?
Debating the Bear Hunt
Management of wildlife cannot be auctioned off to the highest bidder.
Merry X-mas to All
Now that Christ is being taken out of Christmas, will the abbreviation X-mas become the norm?
Give Me Christmas Just Right
With me, it’s seasons as seasons should be.