my Eastern Shore flowers

Years ago for my Newton home, I was given a large root of wisteria from my friend at Fairview. It flourished in Newton.
Later we imported magnolia leaves from Hilly on Route 50 for our Boston Chistmas parties. Nancy Thompson and Caroline Benson
her sister sent up grandiflora magnolia plants for my Weston home. They survived through several winters. the flower form one is on
the cover of my print novel Magnolia Gods. Now the new owner of Hillie’s has provided me with two excellent loblolly pines for my
cottage at Newbridge in Dedham. They have done well in the last cold winter and are giving strong candles. At Christmas I put light on them.

review of Island Woman by Anna Gill

June 2014 Book Review by Thomas Hollyday, Boston

The Island Woman by Anna Gill, Author House, 2013, ISBN 1481756206, $20.92 at Amazon


Can a love story be as beautiful as the Chesapeake in sunlight? Yes, it can if it is written by Anna Gill, a talented and professional wordsmith who has the Eastern Shore of Maryland region deeply embedded in her consciousness.


Young Willa, the main character,  has come to a small island to

research the plight of Chesapeake watermen and women as the bounty of their inland sea declines. Not only does she discover the heartbreak of these citizens, but she meets an idealistic and kind man who may be the love of her life.


Gill writes with a passion for the region and its people not often found among modern authors. Her work bulges with nature, color and lore. Each paragraph opens a new vision of the Chesapeake, as if a fog is being lifted and the reader can then see the land and water and feel the ambience in a more pure way.


One particular talent is dialect. Novelists tend to avoid language inflections so as to be politically correct and not draw attention to different cultures. Not so Gill. Not only does she draw out the differences in speech patterns among Chesapeake people, but she applauds them as a vestige of honor and strength. Few have the capability to accentuate the “ye” of water folk and make it complimentary but she does. In this as many other ways, her work demonstrates  a profound

And well studied knowledge of the region.


Story, though, is her true writer’s strength. Few can write with such grasp of tempo and pace. The plot intrigues  in a way that keeps any reader, fortunate enough to pick up her book,  guessing to the very end. It’s storytelling at its best and this book, as well as any other of Anna Gill’s novels, are well worthy of shelf space as must reads.



Annie c more data

The Eastern shore museum that houses the
annie C has collected this info. The log canoe was built by Horace Behdick of Sanford Va in 1905. She had been ordered by Covington “Covey” Corbin
a distant cousin of this writer, for Annie Corbin. The boat worked until the 1960’s when she was discardannie c construction

annie c colored. Captain Greg Lohse pulled her from a marsh and began restoration. Warner Young donated her to the museum in 1995. A better picture of her in her colors is here as well as a scheme of her log construction.

the saga of the Annie C  Chesapeake Bay log canoe

restored remains of the Annie C at the Eastern Shore of Virginia Historical Society. My dear friend Harry Holcomb and fellow member of my Boston Writing Club died in 2012 after spending his retirement years preserving the Annie C. this was especially heartwarming to me as I had spent many years watching the canoes raced by Judge North and even crewing aboard one of them. I’m fortunate enough to own a model of one of the tilghman Island working canoes given to my grandfather for his legal work. Tom Hollyday

the saga of the Annie C Chesapeake Bay log canoe

Avalon Theatre

I love the little theatre in Easton. It’s so fancy now. When we were kids we’d line up outside over the metal grate, clutching our sixteen cents
to get inside to see the Bowery Boys and a Bugs Bunny cartoon. Then we might have a Gene Autry sepia tone movie. Years later
I came back to Easton and spoke on the converted stage to honor my father’s photo collection at the Historical Society. Just for fun I checked in a certain seat to see if my
Double Bubble gum patch was still there stuck under the back of the seat. Nowadays I am not sure if the seats have been replaced. Perhaps I will still find my
patch of old gum left over from those delightful childhood days. Anyone else put old gum under a seat there now or in the past? Tom Hollyday