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Not Just a Commune with Haircuts
Imagine a place where folks care as much for each other as they do their lawn. At Muir Commons in Davis, California, working parents don’t have to rush home to cook dinner. Neighbors do it for them. Each small town house is privately owned, but families also get day care, a dining hall and rooms for visiting grandparents.
This is not just a commune with hair cuts. At its heart is an attempt to create an old fashioned neighborhood where folks come together to shoulder the stress of modern living.
Marine Minister
Sailors labor on gliding high rises. Freighters are run by fewer than two dozen people. They may stop at half a hundred ports and never go ashore. For them, Boston harbor is some place special. Wally Cedarling lives here. He is a minister who has no church. Each ship is his congregation. In the few short hours between the tides, he wanders the decks offering a touch of home.
A Bank Close to the Clouds
Hinsdale County, Colorado is up close to the clouds where sun and snow interchange and know no seasons. 621-thousand square miles, a mile and a half high. It is one of the largest, least populated counties in the country. Only 400 people live here. But this day, they are reopening a bank that has been closed for 69 years.
Trespassing on their own land
Carrie Dann lives out where clouds leave only shadows on the earth. Her people remember bone gray better than rainbows. But they have clung to that land for tens of thousands of years. Now the federal government says they are trespassing.
Mississippi River Essay
The Mississippi River meanders down the spine of America. Stretched straight, it would spread from New York City to Los Angeles. But it winds back on itself in great chocolate loops. Mae West was right. “The loveliest distance between two points is a curved line.”
Chase One Dream, Find Another
Mickey Carroll had been writing songs for 30 years. All those years he had looked within. convinced he had the road map to success in his soul. He never figured on the detours.
Museum Guide (Dust Bins of the Mind)
Sometimes we look to the past to find something new. Most of what’s supposed to be news, we’ve seen before. It’s not really news to us. The past — because it sits in the dust bins of the mind — still hold some mystery. And there in lies the charm of Doc Nightengale’s priceless knowledge.
Alcohol Lake
There once was a place called ALCOHOL Lake. It was a dusty little town with a big curse. Practically everyone was an alcoholic. Even some of the children. Then, Phyllis Chelsea decided to stop drinking and persuaded neighbors to fix up anyone’s home who stopped drinking. She also built the town’s first grocery store out of discarded lumber. 8 out of 10 of her neighbors were unemployed. She sobered up her husband and together they opened a hog farm, greenhouse and cafe. 500 people live here. All but 12 have stopped drinking.
Polio is Back
Polio has been detected in New York City wastewater. The announcement came three weeks after a man north of the city in Rockland county was diagnosed with a case of polio that left him paralyzed. The virus we thought we had beat is back in the USA. Polio...
America’s First Gold Rush
America’s first gold mines were not out west. The first gold strike was in the north Georgia mountains. If Matthew Stevenson had his way, Tony Bennet would be singing, “I Left My Heart” in Lumpkin County. Back in 1849, Stevenson stood in the Dalonagah town square and tried to convince Georgia miners not to follow the 49er’s out to California. Mark Twain later paraphrased Stevenson’s speech when he said, “There’s gold in them thar’ hills.”
Not Just a Commune with Haircuts
Imagine a place where folks care as much for each other as they do their lawn. At Muir Commons in Davis, California, working parents don’t have to rush home to cook dinner. Neighbors do it for them. Each small town house is privately owned, but families also get day care, a dining hall and rooms for visiting grandparents.
This is not just a commune with hair cuts. At its heart is an attempt to create an old fashioned neighborhood where folks come together to shoulder the stress of modern living.
Marine Minister
Sailors labor on gliding high rises. Freighters are run by fewer than two dozen people. They may stop at half a hundred ports and never go ashore. For them, Boston harbor is some place special. Wally Cedarling lives here. He is a minister who has no church. Each ship is his congregation. In the few short hours between the tides, he wanders the decks offering a touch of home.
A Bank Close to the Clouds
Hinsdale County, Colorado is up close to the clouds where sun and snow interchange and know no seasons. 621-thousand square miles, a mile and a half high. It is one of the largest, least populated counties in the country. Only 400 people live here. But this day, they are reopening a bank that has been closed for 69 years.
Trespassing on their own land
Carrie Dann lives out where clouds leave only shadows on the earth. Her people remember bone gray better than rainbows. But they have clung to that land for tens of thousands of years. Now the federal government says they are trespassing.
Mississippi River Essay
The Mississippi River meanders down the spine of America. Stretched straight, it would spread from New York City to Los Angeles. But it winds back on itself in great chocolate loops. Mae West was right. “The loveliest distance between two points is a curved line.”
Chase One Dream, Find Another
Mickey Carroll had been writing songs for 30 years. All those years he had looked within. convinced he had the road map to success in his soul. He never figured on the detours.
Museum Guide (Dust Bins of the Mind)
Sometimes we look to the past to find something new. Most of what’s supposed to be news, we’ve seen before. It’s not really news to us. The past — because it sits in the dust bins of the mind — still hold some mystery. And there in lies the charm of Doc Nightengale’s priceless knowledge.
Alcohol Lake
There once was a place called ALCOHOL Lake. It was a dusty little town with a big curse. Practically everyone was an alcoholic. Even some of the children. Then, Phyllis Chelsea decided to stop drinking and persuaded neighbors to fix up anyone’s home who stopped drinking. She also built the town’s first grocery store out of discarded lumber. 8 out of 10 of her neighbors were unemployed. She sobered up her husband and together they opened a hog farm, greenhouse and cafe. 500 people live here. All but 12 have stopped drinking.
Polio is Back
Polio has been detected in New York City wastewater. The announcement came three weeks after a man north of the city in Rockland county was diagnosed with a case of polio that left him paralyzed. The virus we thought we had beat is back in the USA. Polio...
America’s First Gold Rush
America’s first gold mines were not out west. The first gold strike was in the north Georgia mountains. If Matthew Stevenson had his way, Tony Bennet would be singing, “I Left My Heart” in Lumpkin County. Back in 1849, Stevenson stood in the Dalonagah town square and tried to convince Georgia miners not to follow the 49er’s out to California. Mark Twain later paraphrased Stevenson’s speech when he said, “There’s gold in them thar’ hills.”
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