What is Martha’s Vineyard really like?
There have been millions of words written on the subject. Why, outsiders will come live on the Vineyard for a whole year, and then write an entire book bout the “real” Martha’s Vineyard. Good luck with that. There are many Islanders who are unlikely to even speak to a newcomer until they’ve stuck around here for five years or more. There are some who would prefer to wait five generations.
I went to a party the other night, and noticed a bumper sticker on the back window of a pickup truck. It was nice to see pride of place so definitively stated.
My glance strayed to the back of the truck, and I was fascinated by what I saw there. I realized that a great place to look for the reality of a place is where work happens. One place work happens around here is pickup trucks. Here, the pickup truck is a useful vehicle. And ubiquitous. The truck’s bed was a museum of things, and each item there had a story to tell.
This pickup truck person is definitely a person who goes to the dump. Specifically, the West Tisbury Dump. You can tell by the used-up blue colored dump sticker book. The West Tisbury Dump is a fine place, with a recycle shed known at “Dot’s Boutique”.
Here’s a landscaper’s truck.
There were simple still lifes to be seen.
In one truck bed was a box of foam rubber thingies.
Some people are neater than others.
Some work is heavy.
What’s the back of my pickup look like?
While I was taking photos of the back of my friend L’s vehicle, he came over for a chat. It was good to see him. It’s always good to see him.