Posts tagged "Michael Perkins"
Walking Woodstock, Many Woodstocks

Walking Woodstock, Many Woodstocks

The World’s Most Famous Small Town exists in time as well as space. For devotees of local history, it is a vast place, with buildings superimposed upon buildings. Even now, the flaneur cannot pass the Chamber of Commerce information booth on Rock City Road without seeing, in his mind’s sharp eye, the elegant Longyear House...
Walking Woodstock: Charles Gatewood

Walking Woodstock: Charles Gatewood

By default, I am the keeper of the R.Mutt Press pencil. This is a responsibility that will weigh heavily on me until I can arrange to have it delivered to the Bancroft Library at Berkeley. I know they will want it, because it belongs in their Charles Gatewood archive, which houses several thousand of his...
Woodstock Library Forum turns 30

Woodstock Library Forum turns 30

How does one describe the Woodstock Library Forum, now celebrating its 30th year? Diana (Stern) Boggs, who worked at the library for 38 years and served as its director from 1981 to 2011, declared, “It’s a conversation everyone in the community is invited to. The library is a good place to have a conversation, whether...
Walking Woodstock: The Flaneur Reflects on the Heroin Crisis

Walking Woodstock: The Flaneur Reflects on the Heroin Crisis

Once, dinosaurs roamed New York. Not long ago they were so numerous herds of them clogged the highways, morning and night. They invariably dressed in armor, even at home — wearing hats and suits, and responsible expressions on serious faces. Many of them had lived through the Great Depression, and had fought in Korea, the...
Walking Woodstock: Karate kids and Kung Fu fighting

Walking Woodstock: Karate kids and Kung Fu fighting

Half a lifetime ago, the flaneur was a meatloaf. He needed a makeover, big time. In the early ‘80’s it was his habit to sit like a bull frog on the front porch of the Woodstock Guild and philosophize about his wayward heft, female beauty, and the meaning of meaning. One fine Saturday, he noticed...