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September 30, 2016
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In My Humble Opinion

All in the family

Let’s face it, I’m an emotional kind of guy. Happy or sad, grumpy or glad, I basically wear my heart on my sleeve for all the world to see. “I yam what I yam,” as Popeye would say, and I’ve carried that mantra with me since he and Olive Oyl graced the small screen of my youth, when the world was still perceived in black and white.  Read more

I oughta be in pictures

Well… I’m not at all sure that I “oughta be,” but as it happens, I am this week. Usually, I’m pretty busy on the other side of the camera, attempting to capture all that is happening throughout the Upper Delaware region, but for the past few days, I’ve been in front of the cameras, actively participating in the events that I attended and for much of those days, the subject of social networking while others took the photos, posting them online for all the world to see.  Read more

Challenge accepted…

The past few weeks have been challenging, not only personally, but for many I have come into contact with as well. Even though I tend to think of myself as the guy who reports on the good times here in the Upper Delaware River region, there are somber moments as well, and I often still marvel when observing communities coming together, uniting for the greater good, happy or sad.  Read more

Labor of love

And then it happened. Labor Day. It seems like only yesterday when summers stretched out before us with (what seemed like) endless months of camping, swimmin’ holes and fireflies blinking in the twilight, and I still remember Mom telling us to take advantage of that carefree feeling that only childhood can provide. “Once you graduate from school and get a job,” she warned, “summers go by in the blink of an eye.” She was right, of course, and I miss that carefree feeling, but fortunately my job has the added bonus of spending the summer in search of a good time.  Read more

This time, it’s personal

Here in the Upper Delaware River region, it’s easy to keep track of the seasons, whether it’s the crops being harvested, the front porches festooned with flags, or simply the sun setting on the horizon. Of course, holidays keep us on our toes as well, and Labor Day is on the horizon too. In other climates (California, for instance) it’s easy to lose track of the days, and weeks often tend to blend, making it difficult to keep track of time passing. Having lived on both coasts, I can compare and contrast.  Read more

Have I stayed too long at the fair?

Spoiler alert! This one’s a little maudlin. While I did attend an actual fair last week, (www.delawarecountyfair.com), the one referred to in the header of this column is a metaphor. The sentiment was brought on by (of all things) the production of “Rock of Ages” (www.fbplayhouse.org) that I caught last Thursday in Forestburgh—their “swan song” musical of the summer season. Before I get down to brass tacks (I mean weepy, morose, end-of-summer blues), let’s address my day at the real fair, which to be fair, was… fair.  Read more

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away…

Actually, it was 47 years ago, and it happened on Max Yasgur’s dairy farm in Bethel, NY. But life on this planet was so different back then, it might as well have been in another galaxy altogether. Woodstock. Dozens of books, hundreds of articles, movies, albums… the list goes on. Although I like reminiscing as much as the next person, I’m constantly striving to be “in the present” while simultaneously keeping an eye on the future, so I was determined to not let this past weekend cloud my judgment and focus solely on that little music festival that changed the world.  Read more

A little night music

There was plenty of that to go around throughout the Upper Delaware River region last week, and prolific composer and lyricist Stephen Sondheim wrote a Broadway musical of that name back in 1977, which, as it turns out, was inspired by the Ingmar Bergman film (who knew?) “Smiles of a Summer Night.” Ten years later, Sondheim wrote “Into The Woods,” based on the works of the Brothers Grimm. Once again, Sondheim wrote both music and lyrics, with a script written by James Lapine, and once again, The Forestburgh Playhouse (www.fbplayhouse.org) has mounted a beautiful show, now playing.  Read more

Keep on truckin’…

I want to, I really do, but it’s a ‘97 pickup, and I’m not sure how much longer I can keep on truckin’ along. Up until very recently, the vehicle has been very good to me, but as of late, there has been a steady increase in breakdowns and repairs. Ach. Compounding the issue is what to do next, since running out to buy a new car is not exactly on my to-do list, hard times being what they are.  Read more

Courage trumps cowardice

Fun and games aside, I have had a ridiculously busy week. While Mom was fond of saying, “You can rest when you’re dead,” I don’t think she believed that I should actually stop and drop while working, so I see a day off in the not-too-distant future. Meanwhile, I was out and about with the Wonder Dog in tow every single day since the last issue of The River Reporter hit the stands and (go ahead, call me a crybaby) I’m tired.  Read more

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