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From Fly Creek

From Fly Creek
  • 'So how's it going?'

    The headline is a question I get a dozen times a day, almost always from friends and neighbors who want a real answer. Bless them for that.

    October 11, 2012

  • The haunting of Bill O'Reilly

    I guess we can stand it, friends: only about a thousand more hours till Election Day. Finally the air will clear somewhat of all the rant, cant, and mud slinging that’s polluted it for — how long? — ever since the last national election. Enough! I’m choking on smarmy, mean-souled stuff; and I’ll bet you are, too.

    September 27, 2012

  • Thinking of Shanksville

    September 13, 2012

  • Great, echoing space!

    All that wonderful space is now in our garage, barn, and basement, which all look so much bigger and better than before.

    August 30, 2012

  • Hamlet news; plus cat-patting

    August 16, 2012

  • 'Now trust me on this ...'

    The Crier doesn’t have a food column, but I’ve shared a few recipes with you over the years. Perhaps you’ll remember “Cooking Your Own Goose,” and the varied formulae for a Fly Creek martini. Well, 10 summers ago I shared a barbecued grilled chicken that’s become a staple for Anne and me when we get into really hot weather around here — like now. And so, here it is again.

    August 2, 2012

  • From Fly Creek: Dr. Massey, martyr by mistake

    Last column I told you about a sobering discovery as I carried forward an attempted clean sweep of debris from my desk. It was the 1814 Will of my Great-greatgreat- grandfather Owings in which he distributed among his heirs, and along with other kinds of chattel, a whole list of slaves, men, women, and children.

    July 24, 2012

  • From Fly Creek: Chattel: tangible property other than land

    I’m hoeing out my desk, top and file-drawer contents, a task easier than Hercules had with the Augean stables, but maybe not much.

    July 5, 2012

  • From Fly Creek: Proud to be in the big parade

    Tim Wiles urged me on. “You’ll get a column out of it,” he said. “Just get on a search engine and give it your own name.”

    June 22, 2012

  • From Fly Creek: ‘Be a Mensch!’

    I’ll bet you’ll remember the TV ad, and the man singing the song, too. Scrawny, homely, he was standing under running water, half draped by the shower curtain, warbling away in a shaky voice that evoked the late Slim Pickins.

    June 7, 2012