Editorials

Each of us has our own way of seeing the world. We bring who we are to the art gallery when we look at paintings or sculpture, or to the theater when we see a play, or to the library when we read a book or newspaper. In turn, whoever created that art, or play, or poem brought his or her or their intention in creating it. 

Letters to the Editor

Robyn Gray, Chairwoman, Guilderland, Coalition for Responsible Growth

My first whale watch did not go well.

At the time I was a student in meteorology at the College of the Atlantic in Bar Harbor, Maine on Mount Desert Island. It was the Fourth of July — a holiday for students — and a day on which it seemed half the population of the Northeast had poured into Bar Harbor.

Gardner Gurney, President, Guilderland Historical Society

John B. Haluska, Second Vice President, Guilderland Garden Club

Janna Shillinglaw, New Scotland Kiwanis

Christine Duffy, Guilderland

When I was a child in the 1960s, Altamont meant cows and farms, hayfields and apple trees, old houses and open spaces. We had moved from the village mid-decade, but we never really left it. We’d head back to the village at every opportunity — to visit friends, go to church, or often just to “take a ride.”

The Enterprise recently carried the front-page story of the Berne-Knox-Westerlo High School Boys’ Basketball team winning the Class C State Title. The “Bulldogs” had a perfect season, winning every game.

Linda Smith, Treasurer, Hannacroix Rural Cemetery

Marie Wiles, Ph.D., Superintendent, Guilderland Central School District

Jeff Orsini, Commander, VFW Post 7062 Altamont

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