Journaling: Vive la resolucion!

Has this ever happened to you? You’re sitting patiently (if exasperatedly) in a lengthy queue of vehicles moving at a snail’s pace as you exit a highway, when suddenly a […] Read more »

Journaling: Nothing to Lose

It’s November 2042 and a grade schooler is asking his grandfather, “Is it true people in elections used to do something called ‘lose’?” The wise elder replies, ”Yes, Aegon, that […] Read more »

Journaling: Both Sides Now

What’s a little water between friends and neighbors? The aqua we’re talking about is that shimmering stream that shines its bounty on those fortunate enough to enjoy life on its […] Read more »

Journaling: Word Smiting 

Anybody out there remember The Hustle, a disco-era dance craze? A half-century later, when we say hustle, we mean a job, and it’s preceded by “side.” This is, after all, […] Read more »

Theater Review: Boy Meets Girl, Sparks Fly

In exploring each other, Caroline and Anthony are exploring life – and death. Read more »

Journaling: We Stand With Ukraine

We are dedicating this month’s Journaling to the frighteningly embattled and remarkably resourceful people of Ukraine. What follows here are not our words, but those of a publishing services company […] Read more »

Journaling: Staying Truly Informed

“Where’s the chalk?” I asked Susan McCormack. She’s a Library Media Specialist at Blue Mountain Middle School in Cortlandt Manor who also teaches Digital Literacy. I was in her classroom […] Read more »

Journaling: Big Ideas for Small Business

We’ve devoted considerable space in our pages recently to how our communities are using funds they’ve received from the American Rescue Plan Act (ARPA). The topic clearly warrants that high-profile […] Read more »

Journaling: Vox Populi, or Punt 

The year got off to an – oh, heck, let’s call it – interesting start for some newly-elected town officials.    A couple of immediate past supervisors were offered – oh, […] Read more »

Journaling: Rolling on the River

My brother Stephen drove his car flush into a tree one night, almost 50 years ago, ending his life. He had never been the same after our gentle mother was […] Read more »