Tag: Paul Smart Village Voices

One of my tech people’s in the middle of Iowa, where the power’s been provided by generators for a couple ...

I was listening to 13-year-old Brayden Harrington speak about Joe Biden on the final night of the Democratic National Convention. ...

We have friends in Cold Spring who have started shopping at the WalMart 15 miles away because they’ll put ordered ...

Milo was doing fine in public school until he ran up against a former state trooper turned teacher in third ...

I invited every artist I knew who could add some wildness: bands, solo musicians, sound experimenters, video mayhem masters. I ...

Going postal once meant something we all thought was deeply sinister. We’d made it through the summer of ‘77, with ...

One of my most radical acts occurred on the spur. I was at home in the Cemetery House in Westkill. ...

I had a brother and several friends who died of addiction. I’ve had schizophrenic acquaintances. I’ve known people who took ...

Fifty-one years ago this weekend, a big festival took place that redefined this area. Last year, that Woodstock Festival was ...

I have long been comfortable in the simpler forms of word processing, and have gravitated to open-source software for my ...

We’ve been hit with a pandemic, just as many of us have feared would happen. It’s been worldwide. It’s still ...

I’ve always known it takes Herculean ego to accomplish major feats, to reach that level of success. You can rise, ...

We were all inching apart before Covid. The husband’s new since last September. The nephew and his girlfriend are beginning ...

We spent several days sleeping in an orange grove in Trapani, home town of the man who wrote Pinocchio, then ...

Driving out Wittenberg Road from Woodstock for our dinner reservation, we zipped by an overgrown driveway. In the driveway was ...

I've started noticing the way my friends live, especially those following artsy paths. I found the courage to ask them ...

I hear a growing number of towns have citizen pandemic patrols. Some jeer at such fears, but wallow within their ...

My parents were born during the Great Depression. They passed this fact on in stories, habits, and objects. Until her ...

The woman could make a friend of anyone. She knew the old families throughout Ulster, who dated who when, and ...

I’d sensed rain’s power when I was young. At the moment the 1969 Aquarian Festival in Bethel became a mudpit, ...