Commentary:  A “blue wave,” a “pink wave,” and a few mid-term surprises
Dec02

Commentary: A “blue wave,” a “pink wave,” and a few mid-term surprises

By Paul Rozycki Last month’s midterm election may have been the most intense and energetic in recent memory, and when it was all said and done the results revealed several new directions to our politics, highlighting the strong reaction to Donald Trump, and the divisions in today’s politics. Midterm elections are usually rather low-key predicable affairs, where the party out of power gains a few seats in the Congress, and a modest...

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Village Life:  Of elusive joy, lamentations and “wanton love”
Nov26

Village Life: Of elusive joy, lamentations and “wanton love”

By Jan Worth-Nelson   Sometimes you have to fight for joy. At a recent East Village Magazine party at my house, wine flowed and four kinds of pasta from Flour and Eggs, comfort food extraordinaire, disappeared in thick hunks from trays on the big table, two extra leaves put in for the occasion.  I’d put up some colored lights and we toasted to neighborliness and the power of words.  It was a happy night. But as we jovially...

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Thanksgiving memoir:   Temple of the City — a story of Atwood Stadium
Nov12

Thanksgiving memoir: Temple of the City — a story of Atwood Stadium

By Gary L. Fisher NOTE:  Gary Fisher, a local historian, spoke on the history of the venerable Atwood Stadium at 7 p.m. Thursday, Nov. 15 at the Genesee County Historical Society  at the Durant-Dort Carriage Company office, 316 W. Water St., Flint.  My first trip to Flint’s Atwood Stadium is seared in to my brain. My mom told me my dad would have a big surprise for me when he got home for work. As a five-year-old I assumed that meant...

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Village Life:  Why I use medical cannabis
Aug01

Village Life: Why I use medical cannabis

By Ted Nelson I thought I was losing my mind.  Two sleepless nights in a row had left me exhausted, depressed, and mentally discombobulated.  I was having dinner at my Los Angeles apartment with my youngest son, sharing my distress. A month earlier, I had been diagnosed with an enlarged prostate after complaining of regularly having to get up at night to pee.  My doctor prescribed Flomax.  Two weeks on Flomax and my nighttime runs to...

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Village Life:  Why I moved to Flint
Jun29

Village Life: Why I moved to Flint

    By Ted Nelson My first experience of Flint was Bishop International Airport.  I still wonder about the “International” part.  Could it be that Flint itself is another country? Perhaps there are secret flights here in the dark of night — aliens sneaking in from all over the world to benefit from the city’s abundance of jobs, services, and amenities.  Who knows? I, however, was on a mission of another kind. I was at Bishop because...

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Village Life:  in Flint, there’s always more than one story; there’s always more to come
Apr30

Village Life: in Flint, there’s always more than one story; there’s always more to come

By Jan Worth-Nelson Some time in the middle of February – by far the longest, the damnedest, the cussedest month of the year in these parts–I got a severe attack of cabin fever.  I’d been sick half the winter and between stink bugs, porn stars, scabs of snow everywhere, a terminally ill friend, threats of bottled water cutoffs, several bouts of existential dread in the middle of the night—well, let me just say that my tiny...

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