A: Winters are bleak and hard. There is no pretty way to say it—it's survival at its most basic level. The fishermen are ashore awaiting good weather, and the lobsters are deep in the mud, hiding from the cold. There are few, if any, paychecks. The winds and seas are fierce. Travel is a nightmare of logistical planning, and an impromptu storm wreaks havoc on our lives. Power losses are frequent and sometimes lengthy. We stockpile food, gas and other supplies as if awaiting Armageddon.
We take great pride in ourselves and our community as a whole when spring comes, and we've weathered another winter successfully.