4 p.m., Monday, March 16, I’ve busted out of the house where we’ve been hunkered down and I’ve been working from home. Observing strict social distances, I’m walking through Woodstock. Actually, it’s quite easy to keep my distance, as there is barely anyone on the street.
Family’s 43rd Thanksgiving dinner opens its doors 1 p.m.-4 p.m. Thursday, November 28 at the Mescal Hornbeck Community Center, 56 Rock City Road. If you’ve never been to one, stop by, or better yet, cook a platter of sweet potatoes or a bowl of vegetables and bring it by. It will make your heart sing.
Following the traditional Veteran’s Day ceremony at the War Memorial in Woodstock Cemetery on Monday, November 11, local veterans — and a few who had come many miles to honor a fallen combat brother — gathered, along with friends and family at American Legion Post 1026 to unveil a sumptuous, colorful 8-foot tall quilt honoring Sgt. Richard Quinn, a medic, the lone Woodstocker who lost his life in the Vietnam war in 1970.
Remember the artists? In this year of anniversaries ending in zeros, it’s vastly important to look at the history of Woodstock’s art colony and find the connections that take us back to the rural town that became a haven for the denizens of the brush, the painters, sculptors, the creators of the beauty of the visual, made from almost anything, fine pen and inks, oils, rock ledges, large chunks of bluestone, canvas, fabrics, wood… Calvin Grimm is one such connection.
Regardless of which side wins, it’s not likely anything will get done soon to improve the physical working conditions of the building. And that’s a damned shame.
Folks who are using our local swimming holes, like Big Deep and Little Deep, have got to stop trashing the places.
The Woodstock Playhouse and Peter Yarrow both turn 80 years old this year. To celebrate such serendipity, Yarrow will return to the town that meant a great deal to him in his formative years to perform a celebratory concert at 3 p.m. Sunday, June 10 at the Playhouse, 103 Mill Hill Road, Woodstock.
Jay Wenk, perennial activist, town board member, fighter for peace, died at around 8 p.m. Tuesday, May 29 at home at the age of 91.
I wasn’t sure I wanted to go to Washington D.C. and do the tourist thing for a couple of days early in October. I am angry at the government, feel as if those in power are taking actions that are harmful to the general public, to you and me, in favor of those replete with wealth.
In what might be a confusing blizzard of ballot choices, Saugerties voters will pick candidates for slots on the November ballot in the Tuesday, September 12 primaries.