This past month has been a month of fantastic highs and tragic lows. The month of March started with the loss of a friend and coworker, Steve Poirier. He was diagnosed 2 years ago with cancer and “lost the battle” (as they say) on March 3rd. Steve and I bonded over our love for Star Wars and good music. During the last few years of his life, we had drifted apart, but his sense of humor and his honest spirit will be missed forever. Here is a copy of the most beautiful obituary ever written:

Days after the loss of our friend, I received some wild news amidst a typical text conversation with my dear friend Ila White. Ila and I both started at The Black Pearl in the same summer and continued to work together until December 2011. One day, she decided she needed to “get off the rock” and packed up her kid Maceo and moved to Austin, TX. Our conversation went a little bit like this:


Ila and I were having our usual back and forth where we discuss Twilight, Ryan Gosling, and her (second) growing baby bump. Amidst all of that she decides to inform me of Newport’s best kept secret. That her family was the much discussed $336 million dollar Powerball winner. The winner was drawn in February and after weeks and weeks of speculation the winner was finally going to be announced. Ila kept this secret for 3 weeks, and I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to keep my mouth shut for 12 hours.
When the winner didn’t come forward right away in February, Newport residents had come up with their own speculation of what happened to the winning ticket. The rumors spread like wildfire thanks to America’s obsession with social networking. They ranged from 5 workers at the market it was sold from, a local surf legend, and the last one I heard was that it was a man from New Jersey.
I’m not going to lie, when the winner didn’t come forward right away I kept my grapes peeled for any flash of yellow paper blowing on the street. I checked and rechecked the ticket I had actually purchased hoping that I just misread the numbers. It was a big jackpot, and it was sold in my town.
In such a small town, I thought for sure I would at least recognize the name of the winner. Maybe pass by them at Starbucks here and there, or pour them a cup of chowder once. I had no idea lightning would have struck so close. Newport is just absolutely beaming with pride for their new local millionaires. God bless the Whites and their new life, may it be full of happiness and adventure. ♥