Digby Dent

Newport is unlike most American towns

Walking around the dreary streets of the city, I worry what we’ll leave behind us in this annus horribilis

As older brothers separated by half a generation go, he has been a good one

Like a star of the country & western stage, I write because my wife left me and took my dog

I’ve wintered here all my life and during that time Vermont has, like old Digby’s marital status, seen three permutations