Bob Matthews has announced his plans to convert the Point Breeze into a $100 million private club and condo residence. Phase one of the project, opening in the summer of 2008, will consist of 32 residences, a mix of one and two-bedroom condominium units and six cottages with up to 2,176 square feet. Prices for the residences will start at $1 million and will include club membership. The club will include a spa, fitness center, restaurant, cabaret, swimming pool, tennis courts, screening room, cigar room and wine-tasting room. The grounds will include a nature walk, meditation garden, and underground parking.
The Nantucket Historical Association Whaling Museum was voted Best Nantucket Museum and Best Rainy Day Activity, and won second place in the Best Kids Activity category in Cape Cod Life’s The Best of The Cape & Islands reader’s survey. The Whaling Museum was also voted Editor’s Choice for “Best Place for a Wedding,” and The Museum Shop was Editor’s Choice for Best Gift Shop.
Leslie Linsley/Nantucket at Zero India St. was voted Editor’s Choice by Cape Cod Life magazine for the store with the best crafts and handmade gifts. Wolfhound was voted Editor’s Choice for best men’s clothing.
The Town of Nantucket has launched its new website with new features to better serve the public. Information typically available only at the actual Town Offices will now be accessible to the public online. A Public Meeting Calendar which will contain the schedule of all town board and committee meetings, including the agendas when available.
Never one to miss a chance to have fun with their business, Young’s Bicycle Shop at 6 Broad Street is now selling the island’s first custom packed Island Punch flavored gourmet purple Jelly Belly jelly beans, 1 oz bags for 99 cents.
The Boston Herald reported yesterday that the state’s real estate prices and sales are dropping, “but on Nantucket and Martha’s Vineyard, the real estate party that came to a crashing halt across the state in 2005 never really stopped, it only slowed down a bit.” While Massachusetts home prices have dropped over 12% in the past year, single-family home prices on both islands are up. “On Nantucket, the median home price is now $1.63 million, up from $1.55 million the year before.”
Hurricane season begins today. Here is a summary of NOAA’s predictions for the Atlantic, based on warmer-than-normal sea surface temperatures in the Atlantic Ocean, and an expected La Nina pattern:
Elin Hilderbrand’s sixth novel, “Barefoot“, will be in stores about June 6th, and Elin will be at Bookworks on June 14th to sign copies of the new book. In a Mahon About Town exclusive, here’s part one of a two part excerpt from “Barefoot.” Thanks Elin.
Victoria Lyndon Stowe had been making lists all her life. She attributed this to the fact that she was the first-born, a classic type-A personality, something her parents did nothing but reinforce. Vicki is so organized, she never forgets a thing. As early as the fifth grade, Vicki wrote down what she was going to wear to school each day so that she didn’t repeat an outfit. She made lists of her favorite movies and books. She made a list of what each friend gave her for her birthday and she always wrote the thank you notes in order so that she could check them off, boom, boom, boom, just like that. At Duke, there had been myriad lists – she was president of the Tri-Delts, the head of the drama society, and a campus tour guide, so there were lists for each of those things, and a separate list for her studies. Then, out in the real world, the lists multiplied. There were single girl living and working in the city lists, lists for her wedding to Ted Stowe, and finally the endless lists of a mother of young children. Schedule doctor’s appointment, return library books, save milk cartons for planting radishes, money for babysitter, playdate with Carson, Wheeler, Sam, call balloon man for birthday party, buy summer pajamas, oil the tricycle, have carpets cleaned in the playroom.
When Vicki was diagnosed with lung cancer, the lists came to a halt. This was her doctor’s suggestion, though Vicki initially protested. Lists kept her world in order; they were a safety net that prevented important things from falling through. But Dr. Garcia, and then her husband, Ted, insisted. No more lists. Let them go. If she forgot to pick up the dry cleaning, so what? She would undergo three months of intensive chemotherapy, and if the chemo worked as it was supposed to – shrinking her tumors to a resectable size – it would be followed by thoracic surgery in which they would remove her left lung and the lower lobe of her right lung and her hilar lymph nodes. Chemotherapy, surgery, survival – these things were too big for any list. And so, the lists had all been thrown away, except for the one Vicki kept in her head: the List of Things that No Longer Mattered.
A brother and sister running across the street, late for their dentist appointments. A pretty skirt worn with the wrong shoes. Petersen’s Guide to Eastern Shorebirds. (There was a group of retired women in Darien who wandered the beach with this exact volume in hand. Vicki hated these women. She hated them for being so lucky – they didn’t have cancer, thus they had the luxury of spending precious minutes of their lives tracking an oystercatcher or a blue heron.)
Unfortunately for Brenda and Melanie, there were things about this summer on Nantucket that had initially been placed on Vicki’s List of Things that No Longer Mattered – such as whether Brenda and Melanie would get along, or whether all five of them would be comfortable in Aunt Liv’s summer cottage – which now seemed like they might matter after all. Vicki’s so organized, she never forgets a thing. But the fact was, Vicki had forgotten the physical details of Aunt Liv’s cottage. When Vicki made the radical decision to come to Nantucket for the summer, her only thought had been of the comfort that Aunt Liv’s cottage, and Nantucket, would give her. Every summer growing up she had stayed in the cottage with her parents and Brenda and Aunt Liv. It was her favorite place, it defined summertime, and Vicki and Brenda’s mother, Ellen Lyndon, had always sworn that any ailment in the world – physical or emotional – could be cured by a little Nantucket sand between your toes. Everyone else thought Vicki was crazy to go away for the summer, endangering herself even, but another thing that Vicki put on her List of Things that No Longer Mattered was what everyone else thought.