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In My Humble Opinion

Everything old is new again

I’m no hoarder, but I’m not keen on throwing things away either. As a result, I am completely on board with recycling, reusing and (my new personal favorite) repurposing. Wiktionary.org defines repurpose as “to reuse for a different purpose on a long-term basis,” which includes altering the original, e.g. “the church was repurposed as a nightclub by removing the pews.” Repurposing is big here in the Upper Delaware River Valley and I often stop to admire the clever projects that my friends and neighbors have produced.  Read more

Out, loud and proud

Forty-four years ago this week, I woke up, went downstairs and overheard my parents discussing the news. My folks subscribed to two papers, The Sun Bulletin and The Evening Press, both published in my home town of Binghamton, NY. Keeping abreast of local and national news was important in our household. My sister and I were well read, and education was considered not only important, but also mandatory.  Read more

Curtain calls, concerts and cowgirls

Although summer officially begins this week, June has been bustin’ out all over the Upper Delaware Valley, and I have hit the ground running, with the wonder dog in tow. For me, summertime means many things—among them is the curtain going up at the Forestburgh Playhouse (FBP), which happened last Tuesday with the debut of Neil Simon’s “The Odd Couple.” It’s difficult to not conjure up images of the classic 1968 film, starring Jack Lemmon and Walter Matthau, or the equally memorable television show with Jack Klugman and Tony Randall in the starring roles, and the stage play is still funny.  Read more

Tractors and trout; Who could ask for anything more?

It is my humble opinion that if Norman Rockwell were alive today, he’d be living in the Upper Delaware River Valley. Rockwell, who was a 20th century American painter and illustrator, enjoyed a broad popular appeal in the United States for his reflection of American culture, and is most famous for his cover illustrations of everyday life scenarios he created for The Saturday Evening Post magazine for more than four decades.  Read more

Fireflies in a jar

There are some things that, no matter how old I get, make me feel like a kid again. Regardless of how much I might have whined a few months ago, the first snowfall of the season still conjures up memories of racing outside to catch flakes on my tongue and mom stirring cocoa on the stove. Watching the darling buds of May emerge continues to mesmerize, as I attempt to catch their steady progression into full flower with my trusty camera at the ready.  Read more

Let freedom ring

National holidays are a mixed bag for me. On one hand, parties, barbeques and parades spring up and a festive air hangs over the Upper Delaware Valley as folks frolic, thrilled to have a three-day weekend. On the other, I invariably have to work. Don’t get me wrong, I love what I do, and more often than not my job involves attending parties, barbeques and parades. Thankfully, it’s not exactly brain surgery, so I have a lot to be grateful for. Fortunately, I have a lot of freedom to express my humble opinion on a variety of subjects and thus far, I have not run out of things to say.  Read more

Planning ahead; Lazy, hazy and crazy!

Ahhh. The good old summertime is almost here and (IMHO) none too soon. Personally, I love all of the seasons we in the Upper Delaware Valley have to celebrate, and each has its own merits, but with Memorial Day upon us, all thoughts lead to summer.  Read more

Fashionably late...

It happens to the best of us. My mother was a stickler regarding good manners and raised me with a keen awareness of the social graces, including her zero-tolerance policy for tardiness. This mindset has served me well over the years, but periodically, things happen that are simply beyond our control and the past week has illustrated the point nicely. The fact that Mother’s Day fell squarely in the middle of it all did not escape me, but I was forced to accept the irony and let the chips fall where they might.  Read more

Take a walk on the wild side

Ramps. I’ve heard the word bandied about for years here in the country, but until now, was completely ignorant about them. With the onset of gorgeous weather and the shedding of the coats, I decided that rather than relying on armchair research, I’d head out for Ramps Fest in Callicoon, NY (www.visitcallicoon.com) to see what all the fuss is about.  Read more

Lightning in a bottle

It’s almost impossible to think about Sullivan County (www.scva.net) without recalling a little music festival that put the town of Bethel on the map during a rain-soaked three days in 1969. Since then, music lovers have flocked to the region seeking to rekindle memories of that event, or create new ones in honor of it.  Read more

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