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    • Friends to the End
    • Friends to the End

      When I pulled into the graveled driveway in Shelburne, two men were stepping out the side door of the house. One of them, clearly the…
    • Getting to the Point
    • Getting to the Point

      A recent Friday evening found me idling at the nearly block-long taxi stand on lower Church Street, the nighttime go-to spot for snagging a cab…
    • Crazy Circus Peanuts
    • Crazy Circus Peanuts

      Business picks up in April. As winter recedes, customers whom I haven't heard from in months poke their heads out of their gopher holes and…
    • Cherchez la Femme
    • Cherchez la Femme

      It was a Saturday night, and the previous day had been the first day of spring, for what it was worth — which wasn't much.…
    • Creature Comforts
    • Creature Comforts

      I was motoring along the Northern Connector en route to a pickup on Macrae Road. The temperature outside my taxi was 37 degrees, which felt…
    • The Trickler
    • The Trickler

      The middle-aged couple lingering on the corner of Church and Main needed a cab. They just didn't know it yet. On weekend nights, I get…
    • Liquid Gold
    • Liquid Gold

      "Oh, Christ — the cellphone service is horrendous in Vermont!" In the back seat of my taxi, my customer, Fern Burns, was trying to reach…
    • The Land Down Under
    • The Land Down Under

      Hackie
      “So, Montpelier is pretty small for a state capital?” The customer sitting next to me in my taxicab, Joanna Dunwright, was short and pert, with…
    • Feelings
    • Feelings

      Hackie
      “Where are you, Jernigan? Middlebury, Montréal, Stowe?” Linda, a regular customer, was quizzing me on my whereabouts. The last couple of times she’d called for…
    • Holiday Party
    • Holiday Party

      Hackie
      It was the Thursday before Christmas, and I was invited to a holiday party. I’m not, by nature, a party animal, but I was looking…
    • Forty-Two Years
    • Forty-Two Years

      Hackie
      On this unseasonably warm afternoon, the customers in the backseat of my taxi were impeccably dressed — not chic, but classic. Byung wore a black…
    • Songbird in Winter
    • Songbird in Winter

      Hackie
      Sunday is my one day off, except when I work on Sunday, which is most of the time. Perhaps I should quit saying that I’m…
    • Delightful Guys
    • Delightful Guys

      Hackie
      The couple entering my taxi was in high spirits; a Saturday night in B-town has that effect on people. The guy was toting a bulging…
    • Bona Fide Strawberry Blonde
    • Bona Fide Strawberry Blonde

      Hackie
      “It is beautiful up here!” my customer gushed from the shotgun seat as we motored along the highway en route to Stowe. She was…
    • Remembering the Garlic
    • Remembering the Garlic

      For us cabdrivers, inclement weather both giveth and taketh away. On the one hand, fewer people venture out when it rains; on the other,…
    • One Jennifer
    • One Jennifer

      Hackie
      One of my favorite tunes is “27 Jennifers” by Mike Doughty, with the opening lyric, “I went to school with 27 Jennifers.” The song title…
    • Wiener Schnitzel
    • Wiener Schnitzel

      Hackie
      )The plane had arrived from Washington, D.C., on the Thursday evening preceding Memorial weekend. So I wasn’t surprised to see a notable Vermont politician coming…
    • A Normal Life
    • A Normal Life

      Hackie
      It was a Saturday night, Mother’s Day eve — not an occasion noted for raving at the bars and clubs. But business had been brisk…
    • Full Moon Fever
    • Full Moon Fever

      Hackie
      Press)Trolling for fares on Main Street, I noticed a boisterous clutch of friends walking past the Flynn Center. One of them, a husky guy…
    • A Dollar for the Mouse
    • A Dollar for the Mouse

      Hackie
      Gassing up at the Maplefields on Williston Road, I stuck my head back in the taxi to ask my customer, Richard Thurman, if he wanted…
    • Men and Marriage
    • Men and Marriage

      Hackie
      The two brawny guys in the backseat of my taxi — old friends, it appeared — were talking as guys do. “She’s so hot.…
    • Taxi Light
    • Taxi Light

      Hackie
      “So what’s your story?” asked my customer from the shotgun seat. I was driving her home from a night out with the girls, two of…
    • Straight Outta Southie
    • Straight Outta Southie

      Hackie
      )“What a town, man. It feels like I never left.” “Didja grow up here?” “No, I graduated last year from St. Mike’s. This is my…
    • The Shield
    • The Shield

      Hackie
      The fare was to Hogansburg, New York, the main town of the St. Regis Mohawk Reservation. The Mohawk Indian name for the reservation is…
    • Moon Over Killington
    • Moon Over Killington

      Hackie
      I’m a denizen of Burlington International Airport. Well, perhaps that overstates it, as I don’t actually live there, but it feels like I spend more…

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Wednesday, June 19, 2019 -- Seven Days
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