Kingston Stockade FC chairman Dennis Crowley recently published an exhaustive account of what it’s like to start a new soccer club. “That’s the tricky thing that people are having trouble wrapping their heads around,” Crowley said. “Why would you share this information? That’s the point. You want to have a whole bunch of clubs.
This fall, the Maya Gold Foundation is hosting a series of interactive events for adults and teens, designed to improve communications and open a community dialogue across all age groups.
It was a close game between two hard-hitting football teams. Tied 7-7 with just 2:00 left in the first-half and
Trying to describe what Halloween in New Paltz is like to someone who’s never seen it for themselves brings to mind lyrics from Circle of Life: “There’s more to see than can ever be seen, more to do than can ever be done.”
“We got married in 1996, and at the wedding we had ministers, priests and parole officers”
Saugerties High Schools ran roughshod through the Section 9 Class A football season and into the semi-finals of the Sectionals this year. But all that came to an abrupt halt Friday night at Dietz Stadium in Kingston with a stunning last-minute loss to Goshen, a team the Sawyers had beaten earlier in the year.
The Kingston High School varsity field hockey team won its tenth straight Section IX, Class A title last week in thrilling fashion, ousting Pine Bush 2-1 in overtime.
Billed as a Brooklyn-based Wedding Crasher invitation, the upcoming Open House at Hasbrouck House in Stone Ridge presents a unique opportunity for anyone planning a wedding, or any other sort of large gathering, to tour the newly renovated historic inn.
A sampling of some of the Halloween activities happening this weekend in New Paltz and surrounding communities.
We all die, of course. But some of us die far from home. Some of us die lost, without the memory of friends or family. Some of us die in alleyways or emergency rooms. Some die face-down in drainage ditches or under frozen sheets of broken cardboard boxes. Some of us, in other words, die broke, alone, forgotten. These are the people whose bodies have for thousands of years filled what are most commonly called “potter’s fields.”