2020...

Would you like to start over with some words about Jane Sanders? Try not to jump to a conclusion too quickly.

Most of what I could tell you about her is that she and Bernie probably had been running in overlapping social circles for years - northeast liberal politics overlapping with educators and administrators from the small colleges all over the place. While Bernie was making a name for himself in politics, Jane was working her way up in college administration jobs. If I recall correctly, she was interim leader at Goddard College north of Montpelier while the school was looking for a new President. Goddard is one of the few remaining survivors of the rash of small hippie colleges that sprung up in New England in the 60's. Many have closed but I think it may still be possible to get a dual major in blacksmithing and environmental farming with a minor in draft team care and handling, or study Resort Management in a higher-end place with lots of intern credit programs.

After that, she was approached by the Board of a small college in Burlington, Vermont's biggest city (it's about Poway sized). I think it was called Burlington College. They were pretty much a career academy for professionals that needed continuing education credits to keep their certs, like the original National University in San Diego. But the board wanted to be more than a single building (with the ground floor leased out for retail shops) so they gave her a challenge, ignoring what was going on in Yankee education circles, with schools closing or merging or dropping programs.

Eventually, the growth project failed and she resigned as President, with the college being liquidated a few years later. When she left, the school was in the process of acquiring the old Catholic Orphanage building and grounds with a view of Lake Champlain and the mountains on the North End and moving all their assets there with room to grow. But it was too much debt to carry with declining enrollment and donations. The news stories at the time said that the Feds were investigating the loan applications for the Orphanage purchase, possibly looking for errors such as inflating the value of soft assets like donor pledges. I think the news story I linked shows that it ended without any formal charges being brought against her.
So you're gonna give yourself credit for knowing all this or are you going to provide your source?

If you provide your source then you are an admitted plagiarist.

If you say you knew all this then you are a liar.

But in all of that you still never answered my question.
 
So you're gonna give yourself credit for knowing all this or are you going to provide your source?

If you provide your source then you are an admitted plagiarist.

If you say you knew all this then you are a liar.

But in all of that you still never answered my question.

From memory, but you can look it up on wikipedia.
 
So you're gonna give yourself credit for knowing all this or are you going to provide your source?

If you provide your source then you are an admitted plagiarist.

If you say you knew all this then you are a liar.

But in all of that you still never answered my question.

What question?
 
How did he get the money to PAY for THREE homes of that caliber on a
Senators pay.....answer that Dumb Ass...oh and his wife was/is under
investigation for financial corruption/crimes....
Nono is very jealous of people with multiple houses...he probably doesn’t even have one. Nono, be happy for us and strive...don’t be jealous and angry.
 
I warned you about jumping to an unwarranted conclusion, and you did it anyway.

Please continue.
Answer the question.

Had you done that... well had you done that you wouldn't be who you are. The forum idiot.

And exactly what conclusion have I jumped into again? I can't wait for your non answer.
 
Answer the question.

Had you done that... well had you done that you wouldn't be who you are. The forum idiot.

And exactly what conclusion have I jumped into again? I can't wait for your non answer.

You have asked lots of questions. Which one do you want to be answered first?

Your unwarranted conclusion is that I am lying about knowing about this. I still have lots of close relatives and friends living in Vermont and just across the river in NH, and that's just talking about direct descendants (and their spouses) of my parents. And if I extend the definition a bit, that would include things like my brother's ex-wife's second-husband's sister's husband, who is a retired NH State Forester and one of my HS baseball buddies. As a result, my daily FB news page has lots of Vermont news in it, so I followed up on Jane's troubles when they first hit the news.

Good Vt news source --

https://vtdigger.org/
 
Actually he feels bad about his financial weakness so his insults are a cover for his own ineptitude in prospering from real estate investment.
Actually he feels entertained by you two Trump wanna be’s. The arguments with yourselves are classic.
 
You have asked lots of questions. Which one do you want to be answered first?

Your unwarranted conclusion is that I am lying about knowing about this. I still have lots of close relatives and friends living in Vermont and just across the river in NH, and that's just talking about direct descendants (and their spouses) of my parents. And if I extend the definition a bit, that would include things like my brother's ex-wife's second-husband's sister's husband, who is a retired NH State Forester and one of my HS baseball buddies. As a result, my daily FB news page has lots of Vermont news in it, so I followed up on Jane's troubles when they first hit the news.

Good Vt news source --

https://vtdigger.org/
That's funny. First you ask what question and now you post I asked a lot of questions. As for answering them try the first one.

And your last post was predictable. A long winded response that did anything but answer the question.
 
Long-winded response --



My father, grandfather, and uncles would use the long-handled scythes to trim out a space inside the hay field gate just big enough to hook up the horse team to the cutter bar. The horse team and bar with my grandfather in the perforated metal seat then made a single run around the outside of the field. The men followed to clean up the edges with the long hand scythes. If they struck a rock or the ground, they would pull a sharpening stone out of a pocket and clean up the blade with a couple of arcing strokes, keeping their fingers just away from the steel. My great-uncle, who no longer walked like a young man, stayed in the open space slowly enlarging it. Once back at the open space by the gate, my grandfather would mutter a few commands (Whoa, Haw, Back, Gee, Haw) until the bar was lined up to go around the other way so the horses would not be walking in the standing hay. After that, the horses knew what they were doing with just a few soft flicks of the reins, not enough to hurt, just a reminder that they were working. The men walked the field cleaning up missed spots and occasionally stooping to toss a fist-sized rock, the field's second biggest crop, over the fence. By lunchtime the hay was all down, and my grandfather had unhitched the team to walk them back to their little leanto stable on the side of the barn.
 
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