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October 06, 2015
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In My Humble Opinion

You can choose your friends…

I was fairly young when I read Harper Lee’s “To Kill a Mockingbird,” but it certainly made an impression on many levels, including the now-famous quote: “You can choose your friends, but you sure can’t choose your family… whether you acknowledge them or not, and it makes you look downright silly when you don’t.” Okay, then—I’m acknowledging them. They’re here. In fact, they have been here all week.  Read more

Bewitched, bothered and bewildered

I’m unsure whether I can feel all three of those things at one time, but I’m here to tell you that it is possible to experience them all in rapid succession. Of course, the reference itself is to a famous Rogers and Hart tune written for the 1940’s Broadway musical “Pal Joey” and is still popular to this day. Everyone and their mother has recorded it, including Doris Day, Frank Sinatra, Barbra Streisand, Carly Simon, Ella Fitzgerald and Mel Torme. I won’t sing it for you, but if Sinead O’Connor can do it, why shouldn’t I?  Read more

May the fourth be with you

And what a fabulous fourth it was! There was so much happening throughout the Upper Delaware River region that it was difficult to decide where the pup ( and I would end up, but we cruised through the Catskills at a good pace, attempting to cram in as much fun as the rest of you. Although there was plenty of precipitation, the weather did nothing to dampen our spirits, and we managed to hit some of the hot spots in Sullivan County, saving PA for next week.  Read more

The Jazz Age

I’m often puzzled as to how I will be able to string multiple events together into one cohesive column, and there are times when I fail miserably. I never pick and choose destinations in order to fit into a common theme, but rather “go with the flow” and hope that inspiration strikes somewhere along the line. The world of arts and leisure here in the Upper Delaware River region is always ripe with diversity, and yet more often than not, I find that patterns emerge in the least likely of places.  Read more

In the good old summertime

Yes, it’s finally here—summer. Concerts under the stars, barbeques, fireflies, dips in the lake and camp for the kids. Summer. It conjures up so many memories of my youth that I can’t help but wax nostalgic as I careen from one end of the Catskills to the other, criss-crossing the Upper Delaware River region in a never-ending attempt to soak up as much as I can before leaves of red and gold begin their annual descent. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Let’s just concentrate on summer for a bit. Ahhhh.  Read more

You oughta be in pictures…

…and if you were out and about this past weekend, you probably are. It’s not unusual for me to snap a lot of photos as I traverse the Upper Delaware River region in search of arts and leisure, and most often, I’m behind the lens taking pictures of you all. But lately, a few of me (I mean the Wonder Dog) have been popping up as well.  Read more

Freaks and geeks

The Catskills is crawling with ‘em, so I fit in pretty well these days. Oddballs, loners and folks who march to the beat of their own drum (as my mother was fond of saying) are holding their heads up high, as well they should. Showcasing unique music, art and entertainment has long been a tradition in the Upper Delaware River region, and now that warmer weather is upon us, it’s easier to chauffeur the Wonder Dog around town to check it all out.  Read more

There was a young man from Nantucket…

Now that I’ve got your attention, let me assure you that I know absolutely nothing about poetry, other than the fact that the above is the opening line of a limerick—which doesn’t even count. That said, poetry abounds in the Upper Delaware River region, and in my constant attempt to grasp that which I don’t comprehend, I keep seeking it out. Several years ago, I popped in to the NACL Theatre in Highland Lake, NY to check out a show conceived and written by Laura E.J.  Read more

Magical Mystery Tour

I’ve been on the planet for a while, and my first taste of a magical mystery tour was in 1967, courtesy of four young men known as The Beatles. Up until then, John, Paul, George and Ringo could do no wrong, but the film they created for British television was poorly received and the fab four took a hit for the first time since taking the world by storm. As we all know, the band recovered nicely and so too, shall we—in the wake of Sullivan County’s new-age version, the three-day-long party known as Mysteryland.  Read more

On the road again

Traditionally, Memorial Day is the official kick-off of the “busy season” here in the Upper Delaware River region, but it seems to me that the onslaught of events, parades, concerts, art shows and the like begins earlier and earlier as folks anxious to open their windows share a desire to get a jump on the good times and make hay while the sun shines. Graduations abound as the proms get underway, and with slight trepidation, I open my email and scour the seemingly endless list of events to attend. Don’t get me wrong—I’m celebrating as well, but I loathe having to pick and choose.  Read more