Marion Parmenter remembers the Voorheesville library from when she was a child; she worked there as a teenager in the 1950s; and now she enjoys sewing there with the Nimblefingers.

The music in the Westerlo Reformed Church on Sunday afternoon had people clapping, laughing, crying, and pondering with eyes closed, watered, or wide. The pews creaked beneath the mostly silent but enthusiastic congregation. Pale pink light shone through stained glass windows on Sept.