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Articles From August 30th, 2019
Local resident Bob Baldwin purchased the string of shops on the northern edge of Kings Yard yesterday.
Yet again, the annual Yellow Springs High School School Forest Festival is upon us, and School Foresters will be camping out in the cold for a weekend and selling their trees.
The denial of a density variance last month by the Board of Zoning Appeals is motivating some Village officials to reconsider the criteria the board uses to grant variances and to review the overall effectiveness of the Village’s zoning code.
In 1979 a writer and teacher named Phillip Lopate decided to have his fifth- and sixth-grade students at PS 75 in New York City stage a production of Uncle Vanya on Broadway. Thirty years later, one of those students, Sasha Waters Freyer, has made a film, Chekhov for Children.
Yellow Springs has a relatively good recycling track record; Yellow Springers recycle about twice as much as residents of Germantown and about three times as much as Xenia residents.
In October, a new local company, Yellow Springs Renewable Energy, held a public forum to educate the community on the renewable energy revolution taking place in the country and state their goal of leading that renewable energy revolution locally.
Patty McAllister is making sure that no one in Yellow Springs goes hungry. The Yellow Springs Community Food Pantry, which she coordinates, provides free food and household goods on a bi-weekly and emergency basis to local households in need.
While legally, the property beneath Cathleen Tong’s home on Xenia Avenue is leased rather than owned, it feels to her like her own land.
“Whether you think you can do something or not, you’re probably right.” With this paraphrase of a quote from Henry Ford, 77-year-old champion cyclist Richard Simons sums up the attitude he credits with earning him scores of race victories and multiple world records.
On a recent afternoon, the sheep and goats at Purple Moon Farm are dozing in their pens. A hen wanders by, two middle-sized chicks close behind her; other chickens rest in the shade of the raspberry bushes planted in parallel rows.