Opinion
Paul Brown: Accent on the positive

Paul Brown: Accent on the positive

“Protein Partners” is how I like to describe the seven restaurants in New Paltz that have each been generously donating ten pounds of protein to the Family of New Paltz food pantry every month for the past two years. It all began in early 2013 when a group of New Paltz High School students, enrolled...
Mark Sherman: Finding something to like

Mark Sherman: Finding something to like

A friend of mine says that he is completely honest virtually all of the time — and, of course, I wonder if he is telling me the truth when he says this — except for one situation. He says, “You go to someone’s home for dinner, and you know they worked very hard at making...
Mark Sherman: Ladies and gentlemen

Mark Sherman: Ladies and gentlemen

Once upon a time (you looked so fine, threw the bums a dime, etc.) — I’m sorry, but every time I hear or say “Once upon a time,” I can’t help but think of Dylan’s “Like a Rolling Stone” — we didn’t have to worry about every word we said. For example, words like “lady”...
Paul Brown: Everything you always wanted to know about assessments, real estate taxes and more

Paul Brown: Everything you always wanted to know about assessments, real estate taxes and more

Ever wonder what the assessment is on that big house down the road and what the owners pay in taxes? Nah, me neither. How about that in-ground pool you get a glimpse of from the road? Curious about how much that adds to the assessment? Nope, me neither. Well, good for us, since satisfying that...
Paul Brown: What did they know and when did they know it?

Paul Brown: What did they know and when did they know it?

Town of New Paltz Supervisor Susan Zimet has asserted on numerous occasions that ‘there is no plan’ for a sewer plant to be built on two parcels of land adjacent to New Paltz High School, one parcel owned by town councilman Kevin Barry and the second by a Limited Liability Company, of which Tim Copeland...
Mark Sherman: Enough with Trader Joe’s

Mark Sherman: Enough with Trader Joe’s

For the most part I’m good with living in the mid-Hudson Valley. It’s physically beautiful here and there are a lot of interesting people. There are a few things missing, though, and one of them is Trader Joe’s. But I really think I’d be okay with that if people who live right near Trader Joe’s...
Repairing New Paltz

Repairing New Paltz

How does one even begin to address the governmental fiasco being perpetrated on our community by a majority of the Town of New Paltz and Village of New Paltz elected officials? Reaction on the part of citizens to the recent behavior of these officials at public meetings ranges from disbelief to outrage. The officials are...
Mark Sherman: Am I not what I appear to be?

Mark Sherman: Am I not what I appear to be?

“I’m not what I appear to be.” – The Beatles, “I’m a Loser” (1964)   It does get harder to get new ideas when you’ve been writing a humor column for more than 30 years, so I do what everyone does: I check in on the Internet to see if it brings anything to mind....
Paul Brown: Listen, do you want to know a secret?

Paul Brown: Listen, do you want to know a secret?

While sorting through the Town of New Paltz invoices for 2013, I came across one from David Clouser & Associates in the amount of $1,085.30 for ‘professional engineering’ services (No. 102696, dated October 2). As I read the description of the services provided on July 22, 2013, the familiar 1962 Beatles song title sprang to...
Mark Sherman: What can I do?

Mark Sherman: What can I do?

As usual at this time of year, I take a break from humor and talk about serious matters. As you might imagine, most of my talk and thoughts during a typical day is indeed about serious stuff. There is a lot to be serious (and, to be honest, quite distressed) about. But as a husband,...
Susan Slotnick: Where is the love?

Susan Slotnick: Where is the love?

In 1978 I was riding with my girlfriend down Route 9 on the way back from Marshall’s in Poughkeepsie. We were chatting enthusiastically about the bargains accrued when a white policeman pulled us over. “Why are you stopping me?” I asked. His reply, “You were so busy talking to your boyfriend here. You weren’t paying...
Mark Sherman: Too close for comfort

Mark Sherman: Too close for comfort

Many years ago, when e-mail began replacing genuine human contact even between close friends, I received one from a friend who lived some 260 miles away, in which, among other things, he mentioned a woman he’d met — professionally — who was quite attractive. He followed this up with sending me an article containing her...