Did you ever look at an old picture of yourself and say, ”What was I thinking?” I have a feeling that females say that much more often than males. In fact, many males (my husband included) have worn their hair the same way throughout their lives. Perhaps that is why people they meet after long…

By Dom Cioffi Burt Pugach fell in love with Linda Riss the moment he first laid eyes on her. At least he thought he loved her. Others said it was more like an obsession. Burt didn’t care what you called it just as long as Linda ended up with him. However, there were several problems.…

By Ned Dyer Ever since it was announced that a stickball tournament will be an integral part of the All Killington Reunion Weekend strangers have been stopping me in the street to ask, “What is stickball?” My answer: it’s just the greatest street game ever invented! It’s as American as hamburgers and Corvettes and is…

By Cal Garrison, a.k.a. Mother of the Skye This week’s horoscopes are coming out under the light of a Cancer Moon with aspects that could easily throw us off kilter before we pick up our coffee. The day begins with a conjunction between Hades and the Moon, and this is what's got me thinking that…

By Dom Cioffi It’s over. Three straight seasons of coaching have officially ended. I have been teaching, scheduling, yelling, motivating, encouraging, disciplining and coordinating for the last nine months and now I finally have some time to myself. Don’t get me wrong. I wouldn’t have it any other way, but after a fall season of…

  By Susan Shea Wuk-wuk-wuk-wuk! With a rattling call, a large bird took off from a tree and flew in an undulating fashion across our field towards the woods. It was black and the size of a crow, but flashes of white on the underside of its wings and a red crest on its head…

By Carl Diethelm The Vermont Department of Environmental Conservation and Solid Waste Management Entities (SWME’s) has been phasing in the implemention of the Universal Recycling Law (Act 148) over the past four years. A big step was made last year when the law officially banned recyclables from the landfill. Act 148 will ultimately remove all…

As I write this, I am about to embark on my 197th day of skiing for the year, and quite a year it has been. Despite the lack of winter weather, I will finish he season with about 20 days of uphill (much of it plain old hiking, very little of it skinning). I am…

Longtime readers of “Generation Y” are aware that, in addition to being a wildly successful newspaper columnist, I’m also a wildly unsuccessful fiction writer. Periodically I mention this hobby in the hope that some editor from Random House might own a ski house in Killington, read one of my pieces in the Mountain Times, and…

By Cal Garrison, a.k.a. Mother of the Skye In the wake of our annual Memorial Day madness, this week's Horoscopes are coming out under the light of a Pisces Moon, with a number of different aspects lighting up the background. If we haven't overdosed on nitrates and beer, let's hope we made it to the…

Mother says, approach life with the eyes of a child By Cal Garrison, a.k.a. Mother of the Skye This week’s Horoscopes are coming out under the light of a Sagittarius Moon. This means that we will be off the hook and free to do whatever we please until she moves into Capricorn. As far as…

By Dom Cioffi I went to the driving range this past weekend to hit some golf balls in an attempt to freshen up my game. I’ve been consumed with baseball as of late and haven’t spent much time grooving my swing – and it shows. The last time I played golf was two weeks ago…

This Friday I recommend you kick off Memorial Day weekend in Tinmouth at the Old Firehouse with House Blend. Get there early as this huge group usually packs the place. House Blend is an eclectic, 16-member (sometimes up to 20) democraticly led a cappella group that sings an interesting and wide variety of music. Some…

By Carolyn Lorié One morning in mid-March, I opened the door to discover a dark-eyed junco frenetically battling another bird. Or at least it thought it was another bird. His nemesis was, in fact, his own reflection in the stainless-steel chimney of my woodstove. The junco was perched on a bracket between the chimney and…

For those of you who read last weeks article, I spoke too soon. Monday, May 16, was one of the best days of my life. In another surprise event, Killington was blessed with a dry snowfall that piled up about a foot deep in the troughs. I have to say, I am thoroughly impressed with…