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THE CATSKILLS GEOLOGISTS BY PROFESSORS ROBERT AND JOHANNA TITUS - The Present and the Past: A Sargasso Sea

Written By The Mountain Eagle on 12/14/25 | 12/14/25

History records that English naturalist James Hutton thought of it first: “The present is a key to the past.” That quote summarizes one of the most important basic principles of geology. When we want to understand the geological past of some rock unit we go out and try to find a modern equivalent. If we are studying a particular sandstone, we look at modern sands. They commonly accumulate at the bottoms of shallow seas. So, our sandstone may well have formed in just that sort of environment. That’s the way we think, that’s the way our science works.

We aren’t going to do sandstones today, let’s do what’s called a black shale. And let’s pick a special one that is located where Chestnut Street intersects Rte. 20 just west of Sharon Springs. See the upper half of our first photo. This is called the Chittenango Black Shale, and it quickly generates geological thoughts of an ancient, relatively quiet, even stagnant, deep-water seafloor. Black shales were once black muds and that tells us that there was very little oxygen on the floor of the ocean. That’s what happens on a stagnant sea floor. Microbes consume the oxygen until it is gone. With no oxygen there should have been few or no animals and few or no fossils.

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But this one has something special in it. Here and there, if you are patient and look carefully, you will find concentrations of fossils, unusual fossils.  See our second illustration. This is a hodge-podge of Devonian age invertebrate animals. What’s curious about this is that they are all very small, none being more than a quarter inch in size. There were plenty of large seafloor animals during the Devonian time period, so why are all the Chittenango fossils all so small?                

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There’s a mysterious pattern here and that begs to be explained. Paleontologists, long ago, came up with an attractive hypothesis – they thought that the ancient Chittenango Shale had once been something we call a Sargasso Sea. That’s a stretch of ocean with a floating mat of algae inhabited by a diverse assemblage of small lightweight, mostly invertebrate animals. The modern Sargasso Sea stretches off eastward from Puerto Rico. Geologists saw that today’s Sargasso served to explain the ancient Chittenango Sea – the present is a key to the past!

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We stand along a busy Rte. 20 and look once more at the Chittenango Black Shale. We gaze into its past. Down at the sea floor it is cold and quiet. No animals are seen. Few if any fish swim in the waters above; there is just too little oxygen to keep them alive.  But up at the surface there is plenty of oxygen, we see a jungle of large floating algae. Small invertebrate animals float or swim about through this maze of greenery. From time to time one of them dies and its skeleton, a shell, sinks slowly to the bottom. It joins a host of other small shells that have preceded it. All of them willl spend the next 390 million years right there.

Contact the authors at randjtitus@prodigy.net. Join their facebook page “The Catskill Geologists.” Read their blogs at “thecatskillgeologist.com.”


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Whittling Away with Dick Brooks - Letter to Santa

December 2021

Dear Santa,

Hello Old Friend, how are you and your Queen?  This year has just flown by, it seems only last week I was writing my yearly missive to you and here I am doing it again.  All is well in our little world, no illnesses to speak of in our immediate family, everyone is busy and productive in their own way.  The Princess is a Therapist in Brooklyn and loves it.  She married a fine young man this summer.  We are proud of her and happy to welcome into our family.  The young Princes are both doing well and haven’t become a burden on society yet.  All in all, we’re a happy healthy bunch with a lot to be thankful for.

There, now that we’ve gotten the niceties out of the way, let’s get down to business—my Christmas list!  Just kidding!  I’ve been writing to you for lo these many years and each year my list gets shorter.  Forgive me for those first lists with 40 or 50 items scrawled out in my lousy penmanship.  Thank goodness you had the ability to weed through them and pick out the two or three items that I really wanted and needed.  You must have spent a lot of time talking with my parents.  Those gifts helped make Christmas special.  I have to admit that I don’t remember very many of the specific presents, but the memories of being gathered under the tree ripping packages open with my brothers and sister while my parents sat on the couch drinking their Christmas coffee and beaming at the mess we were creating are as sharp as if they happened yesterday.  They mingle nicely with the memories of my Queen and I sitting on the couch, watching our own paper tornado while we sipped our Christmas coffee.  I know that I’ve thanked you for the presents, now I’d like to thank you for the memories that I treasure more than any physical present I ever received.

As for this year, I don’t need anything.  A Corvette would be nice, but I know how hard it would be to deliver so I don’t really have my heart set on it.  Older people don’t really need much stuff, they usually have most of the things they need, so if you could, why don’t you use the time you’d spend on making my presents to make a few extra for the little ones that you might not otherwise have gotten too.  I know you do the best you can and that there are just too many that need so much.  You have a lot of people that help but I know how badly you feel when you have to pass a child up.  I’d help you if I could, I have skills and am a pretty fair toy maker.  In fact, the next time you see The Big Guy, could you tell him that when I finally leave this life, I wouldn’t mind spending eternity giving you a hand.  It doesn’t hurt to plan ahead.

See what you can do about that “Peace on Earth” plan you had.  We’re still at it down here and too many nice people are getting hurt.  Even if some of them don’t believe in Christmas, I know there are a lot of people who would appreciate even just one night when they didn’t have to worry about loved ones getting hurt or dying.  Maybe you could arrange to have that big star put in an appearance again, just to remind folks about peace and love.  You could have it appear just where it did last time since that seems to be the area with most of the current troubles.

Well, I know you have better things to do than to waste time reading a long letter so I’ll let you get back to business.  Thanks for all you do, I see your spirit every where and it comforts me.  Give my love to the missus and the elves and I’ll talk to you again next year.

Love you,

Dick


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Great Train Extravaganza Packs Them In

ALBANY - The Capital District's largest model and historic railroad show, the 2025 Great Train Extravaganza, attracted a huge crowd on Sunday, December 7 at the Empire State Plaza.

Photos by David Avitabile.


The Schoharie County Model Railroad Association was represented in Albany. From left are, John Valachovic, President John Bollentin, and Andy Jacek.

Middleburgh's Bill Morton and Matthew Avitabile check out a layout Sunday.


Children -and adults- loved the Lego train layout.



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Looking Back - A Letter to the Mountain Eagle



By Wildert Marte 

ONEONTA — My two semesters working at The Mountain Eagle became one of the most meaningful stretches of my college years. What started as a simple question after Professor Avitabile’s SUNY Oneonta night class “Can I write for the paper?” turned into a full experience where I learned how to research, edit, compare past to present, and understand the rhythm of local news. 

In my first semester, most of my work lived in history. I spent hours inside old newspapers, reading the way people in Gilboa, Roxbury, Hobart, Cobleskill, and so many other towns wrote about their lives. I edited stories from the early 1900s, compared old businesses to the ones standing there today, and brought forgotten headlines back into the light. It was the kind of work that teaches patience, squinting at worn print, learning old phrasing, and figuring out how to write about the past in a way that feels alive without changing the truth of it. That semester taught me how much a small detail can matter the price of coal in 1905, what a post office looked like in 1911, how a single paragraph in a 1940 edition of the Cobleskill Index could show the entire rhythm of a community. I learned how to match our format, keep the tone steady, and still leave space for the humanity underneath. 

My second semester felt different: bigger. I moved from strictly editing historical material to writing full articles on meetings, local decisions, early holiday traditions, and what life looked like across multiple decades. I covered everything from water projects to Thanksgiving gatherings in 1905, from church announcements to early advertisements that revealed what families valued. Some of the writing stayed rooted in history, while other pieces focused on present-day board meetings where motions passed, budgets were approved, and neighbors asked questions that showed how much they care about their towns. By then, I understood the flow of our newspaper clear openings, strong middle sections, and a closing that ties the piece back to the community. I became faster at drafting, better at structuring, and more confident that I could take raw information and turn it into something readable, respectful, and useful. 

Working for The Mountain Eagle gave me something rare: the chance to feel connected to places I didn’t grow up in but learned to appreciate through their stories. It wasn’t a job that faded into a checklist. It became part of my routine, part of my confidence, and honestly part of who I am becoming as a writer and student. There were great moments seeing my name in print, joking with Matt about edits, sending in articles at midnight, and realizing that my work was contributing to something much bigger than an assignment. Even the quiet parts, like editing alone with old PDFs open on my laptop, felt meaningful because I knew I was preserving real history. As my first professional internship it changed me in a way I didn’t expect. Coming in as a college student with more passion than experience, I learned quickly what real deadlines felt

like and how much trust goes into handing someone a story with your name on it. The work taught me discipline, detail, and patience, especially in that first semester when most of my assignments were tied to editing historical newspapers, comparing old businesses to the modern day, and keeping the tone true to the original paper. Those quiet hours of editing helped me grow as a writer, but they also built my confidence. And when I returned with the “I’m Back” article, it felt like a personal milestone proof that I belonged in that newsroom and that the work I was doing had value beyond class assignments. It showed me that this wasn’t just an internship, it was the beginning of my professional voice. 

Now, as both semesters close, and I have graduated, I'm stepping back from the weekly pace but not stepping away. I already have articles written ahead of time that will be published in the coming weeks, and whenever something interesting or historical calls my attention, I know I can return with a new piece. I've always been my own biggest critic, so for a long time I never thought much of my work. I would hand things in and immediately overthink every line, convinced it wasn’t good enough. But once people started giving me real compliments about my writing, my articles, even my photos it finally hit me that the quality was there. Hearing that from others gave me a kind of reassurance I could never give myself. These two semesters at The Mountain Eagle gave me discipline, pride, and a deeper love for writing. More than anything, they showed me that this newspaper is more than paper and ink, it's a connection point, and I’m grateful I got to be a part of it. Thank you to everyone who appreciated my work along the way, and a special thank-you to Matthew Avitabile for giving me this opportunity.


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Abbey Hosts 7th Annual New Year’s Day Concert Featuring Joelle and River

ROXBURY — LIBERAL ARTS ROXBURY, in association with Brian Tolle Studio, is pleased to present its seventh annual New Year's Day concert, featuring Catskills-based musicians Joelle and River. From Harlem and New Orleans, respectively, Joelle and River are a musical duo blending Classical, Hip Hop, Caribbean and Latin music traditions, performed with a theatrical flair. 

The concert will be held on January 1st at Roxbury Abbey, located at 53266 State Highway 30, Roxbury, New York. The concert begins at 4pm, with doors opening at 3:30pm. The concert is free and open to the public. 

Capping its 100-year anniversary, Roxbury Abbey was consecrated as Our Lady of Good Counsel Mission Church in 1925. Since 2011, the abbey has been the studio of artist and educator Brian Tolle, creator of the Irish Hunger Memorial in Battery Park City, New York. 

Please note that this historic building is not accessible to individuals using mobility devices. 

Photo credit: Catie Colvin Sampson

LIBERAL ARTS ROXBURY was founded in 2018 to preserve Roxbury’s distinctive cultural and architectural histories and to foster community through exceptional programming in the visual and performing arts. 







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A Roxbury Arts Group Night to Remember

Newly-recruited Executive Director Patrick Barnes addressed attendees of the Holiday Dance

The Roxbury Arts Group Board of Directors  Sue Golden, Sara Stone, Barbara O’Sullivan,  Luke Beemer, John Gohorel, President  Bill Berg, and Exec Dir Patrick Barnes



By Robert Brune

ROXBURY — The Roxbury Arts Group hosted its Holiday Dance on Saturday evening in a joyful celebration that blended community spirit, artistic camaraderie, and the merriment of the season. The hamlet of Roxbury, framed by a blanket of fresh snow, added a magical glow to the night as guests gathered at the Old Mill restaurant for this festive fundraiser. With close to forty supporters, longtime friends of the organization, and several new faces from the Delaware County arts community, the room felt warm, lively, and full of purpose.

White holiday lights glistened from every corner, decorations curled gently around the columns, and June Vetter’s DJ strobe lights added a bright pulse to the room. The evening encouraged conversation among artists. Many spoke about ongoing projects, shared ideas, and reflected on the importance of a creative network in a rural valley where collaboration often grows into lasting partnerships. The tone of the night was one of discovery and renewed connections.

Roxbury Arts Group plays a unique and central role in Delaware County as a hub for New York State arts funding. This year RAG holds a pool of two hundred seventy seven thousand dollars to distribute to local arts initiatives, making events like the Holiday Dance not only celebratory but essential in supporting the organization’s mission.

During the festivities, newly appointed executive director Patrick Barnes addressed attendees with gratitude and enthusiasm. He spoke openly about stepping into the role after only a couple of weeks on the job, describing how meaningful it felt to return to an organization he has long admired. Barnes shared his appreciation for the decades of impact RAG has had on area communities through public performances, exhibitions, classes, and its support of working artists. He reminded the room that tonight’s fundraiser directly supports year round programming, accessible arts education, and stewardship of the Delaware County Arts Program through NYSCA’s Statewide Community Regrants initiative. He also encouraged artists to note the upcoming grant deadline of January sixteenth.

Barnes highlighted upcoming seasonal happenings including ornament making workshops, creative gift card sessions, and the December twentieth holiday celebration at Headwaters in Stamford. He also noted exhibitions currently on view, among them the community photography show at Headwaters Gallery and the Artemis exhibition featuring work by Jody Isaacson at the Roxbury Arts Center.

He concluded by thanking the Old Mill’s owners and staff for donating their space and food and expressed appreciation for Esther de Jong and Steven Tedaldi for their festive decorations.

Roxbury Arts Group president Bill Berg closed the announcements by commending Barnes’ early efforts, saying that while Barnes modestly claimed he was “getting his feet wet,” though President of RAG Bill Berg declared, “he is soaked by diving into the deep end straight away.”

As the music carried on and conversations deepened, the night served as a reminder of how vital shared creative spaces are in rural communities. The Holiday Dance not only lifted spirits, it strengthened the bonds that keep the arts thriving in the Catskills.


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Local History by Dede Terns-Thorpe - It’s People Who Make Our History



Every day, we all contribute to the future history of the Town of Hunter. As Justine Hommel,  past town historian, wisely said, “It’s people who make our history.” While schools, banks, post offices, churches, businesses, and organizations have always played important roles, it is truly the people who shape our story.
As we welcome 2026, I’d like to thank our local newspapers for posting these tidbits of Hunter’s past 212 years. We have an amazing history which the Town of Hunter and the Mountain Top Historical Society strive to preserve. To see how far our town has come in 200+ years, makes you wonder what the next 212 years will bring!
Hunter Township is fortunate to have had numerous organizations dedicated to helping others. Bringing joy to others is another form of helping people. Among them, a group we went to see at the Mountain Top Library this past weekend, is the Songbirds—a group of local women led by Linda Nichols—that bring their music and joy with them to brighten the season for all present. Their volunteer spirit is an indication of the generosity of our community.
As we say goodbye to 2025 and look ahead to 2026, may we stay well, and support one another. Let’s each find a way to get involved—whether by volunteering or simply reaching out to a neighbor.
Thanks for reading.
Dede Terns-Thorpe/Hunterhistorian@gmail.com


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Animal Cruelty Arrest in Athens

ATHENS – On Tuesday, Dec. 9, the Greene County Sheriff’s Office and the Columbia-Greene  Humane Society executed a search/seizure warrant on Lime Kiln Road in the  Town of Athens, the result of a joint investigation into the health and welfare of  animals at the location. 

With the assistance of The Mohawk-Hudson Humane  Society, The New York State Humane Association, and Dr. Jerry Bilinski,  approximately 18 dogs, 6 cows, 12 goats, several cats and dozens of fowl were  removed from deplorable conditions. 

The owner of the location, George Chrisomalis, is being charged with numerous violations of Agriculture and  Markets Article 26 Section 353- cruelty to animals. He was issued appearance  tickets returnable to the Town of Athens Court at a later date. The GCSO would  like to thank everyone involved for their assistance with this case.


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Ashland Speaks

By Lula Anderson

Can you believe how cold it's been?  The one night was -5.  Weather right out of January.  Makes you wonder what the rest of the winter will be like.  I met Peggy Rappleyea in Jim's the other day and she predicted a cold December and then moderate the rest of the season.  I do hope she's right.  The snow Tuesday was predicted well in advance—yes, stores were loaded with people stocking up on milk, bread, and water, but those who didn't order their snow tires soon enough had problems.  Grand Gorge Tire was overwhelmed with customers.  Wednesday morning dawned, the sun came out, and all is right with the world again.  Parking lots are still a bit icy, so watch out when you walk.  

Wednesday WAJPL held their Holiday luncheon at Chicken Run.  More than enough delicious food to eat.  We had the buffet and Kent sure does know how to please the crowd!  If anyone left there hungry, it was definitely their own fault.  We had a basket raffle with about 48 baskets and gift certificates.  Thanks to Main Street Market, Catskill Mountain Country Store, Windham Pizza, Carole"s Gift Emporium, Windham Hardware (Jimmy Lawrence), Windham Wine and Liquors, Jim's Great American and so many more for their donations to make our day a success.  A full listing will be published soon.  We are starting to collect dues for the 2026 season, and remember there is only one meeting in January.

The weekend saw many activities.  The breakfast to benefit Ashland Fire Dept and their hosting of the annual convention was very well attended with over 100 enjoying a wonderful meal.  Good food, good company. Great waitresses.  Here's hoping for more in the near future.  I hear the UMC Ladie's tea went very well.  The pictures of the Parade of Lights showed everyone having a wonderful time.  Welcome Christmas.  

Don't forget the Cookie Walk at the Ashland Community Church this Saturday from 11-2.  

On December 15th there will be a free community dinner at VFW Post 1545  5556 NY 23, starting at 6 PM.  Good food, good company, meet your neighbors.  Sponsored by Greene Co food security coalition..  Donations accepted.  

The ski slopes are open and the local workers are glad to be busy again.  The snow and cold weather are a boon to our local economy and we all look forward to a busy winter season.  

Prayers and sympathy to the Matthews family, especially Joan, on the passing of Todd.  

Please keep in mind those less fortunate than you, and try to help in any manner possible.  

AS I REMEMBER IT

At the luncheon I sat with a group of ladies, not quite my age, but old enough to discuss the plight of younsters not being able to cook, clean or do simple repairs.  When I went to WAJ way back when, the girls in 7th and 8th grade took Home Economics.  When I was in school, the Home Ec class was upstairs, next to what was then the lunchroom.  It later turned into the band room, and guidance offices, now I don't know.  The room was divided into a living area, complete with a sleeping alcove where we learned to make a bed using flat sheets.  Hospital corners, tight sheets that you could "bounce a quarter off of".  There were three kitchen areas, range, refrigerator, sink and table in each space.  We worked in teams:  sitting around the table with pen and pad to plan what the menu would be, looking up the recipe in cookbooks, writing down the ingredients that needed to to purchased, and planning a timetable so everything would come out together.  We were given a budget, and had to look at sales flyers to see if we could afford the meal.  After it was approved by our teacher, who at the time was Mjiss Henderson, she would  purchase the items for our next class.  We learned how to st the table, proper placement of forks, knives and spoons, plates to use, where the drinking glass would go.  What kind of centerpiece would you use for what type of meal, how high should the centerpiece be?  I have been to weddings where I can't see over the flowers to speak to my dinner companions.  Definitely a NONO.   

In eighth grade we learned how to sew.  We started with simple things like how to thread a needle, and simple mending stiches.  We learned how to dawn socks, and fix holes in seams.  Our big project was sewing an apron, and later, picking a pattern and sewing a skirt.  At the end of the year we held a fashion show where we modeled our creations for our moms.  We had a tea where we served cookies baked by us .  It was an occasion to be proud of.  

In the living room section, we learned how to dust and vacuum, plump pillows, and decorate.  We sat and discussed how to balance a checkbook, how to pay bills, and how to set aside money for a rainy day.  

During the year we learned child care, and when we left class we were all excellent babysitters.  We could diaper a doll in no time at all (cloth diapers and safety pins).  

At the time there was no BOCES, so those who weren't going to college took advanced classes.  There was flower arranging, complete meal planning, and more.  Whenever there was a school event, the girls made the cookies and cakes for the refreshments.  For prom the tables were full of cookies beautifully decorated by the Home Ec students.  

It's a shame that no one can see the need for such classes anymore.  girls today don't learn how to cook and do laundry.  Some say it's not necessary, but those of us, of a certain age, disagree.  How are we to learn if no one teaches us?


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BETTER THAN HEARSAY - Pricelessness and the Price of Eggs


A ceremonial sendoff was given to town of Prattsville highway chief Bill Sutton, this week, after nearly 30 years of service.



By Michael Ryan

CORNWALLVILLE - Maybe the price of eggs has nothing to do with it but they’re different nowadays, so it’s a good time to mention a few other changes going on within local government.

A couple of towns are losing some good folks and before anybody calls me to complain that there are a lot of good ones still left, that isn’t the point.

Nobody is irreplaceable I’ve been told, but I’ve never bought into that because a job can be filled but sometimes it’s never the same.

That explains Bill Sutton, the highway superintendent in the town of Prattsville the past 29 years who was presented with a plaque and respectful sendoff, the other night.

“I’m getting tired, plus the way prices are going up is driving me crazy,” Sutton said, announcing his retirement in the fall.

He was talking about the cost of machinery and materials, not eggs, as he further said, “It’s been a good time,” expecting to stay busy with a slew of grandkids and a couple of great grandies.

Pastor Dewitt Olmstead was elected to the position in November so the town will be in good hands. My memory of Bill Sutton is him doing everything he did on one leg and never whining about it.

He lost the limb in a car accident 54 years ago. He says he was down and out about it until his heart was unexpectedly touched.

“They sent me to a clinic. I was sitting there when this little girl came running toward me. She was running kinda’ funny,” Sutton says. 

“She was smiling and when I looked I saw she had an artificial leg and I thought, ‘if she can do it there’s no reason I shouldn’t,’” he says.

“And if you’re going to write something,” Sutton added, “make sure you thank the people in Prattsville for putting up with me this long.”

It’s a similar story of not-always-seen-anymore dedication in Windham where Gary Thorington is retiring after 31 years with the highway department, including the past decade as roads chief.

He’s a homegrown kid and isn’t much into talking about himself except maybe when it comes to the road de-icing program he brought to the department, increasing efficiency and saving taxpayer money.

It hasn’t done anything for the expense of eggs but, “we changed things around and, without beating my chest, I’m proud of the way it has all worked out,” says Thorington, fondly known as “The Gipper.”

And without saying it in so many words, The Gipper is proud to be part of the long, respected line of Windham roads chiefs.

As he talked about his successful career, he removed a plaque from his office wall showing the names of past highway superintendents.

He follows in the plowing bootsteps of his predecessor, Thomas Hoyt, who wisely modernized the department, and old school guys like George Mulford and Biff Andrus, mentioning them with dignity.

Mulford taught him the ropes, letting him figure stuff out on his own when need be, a sensibility The Gipper is passing along to his successor.

“BJ will be fine,” Thorington says of Robert “BJ” Murray, elected to the job in November. “He has a lot of roadbuilding experience. He has a ton of common sense. He’ll get his own rhythm, like the rest of us.”

The residents of Lexington are losing two deeply devoted public servants, town supervisor Jo Ellen Schermerhorn, going to greener pastures, and town clerk/tax collector Charlotte Jaeger, headed to Bluegrass country.

Schermerhorn has been supervisor for six years following eight years as a councilwoman. “If I could just spend all my time talking to people, it would be fine but I can’t keep up with all the computer changes,” she says.

Wanting to instead spend that time with her grandchildren, Schermerhorn says, “I feel a lot has been accomplished, but I couldn’t have done it without my two righthand women.”

Jaeger is one of them, stepping down from her double role to switch zip codes, moving to the State of Kentucky in the near future.

Schermerhorn’s other righthand woman is Peggy Rappleyea, who has retired as court clerk dating back virtually beyond memory, fortunately sticking around as assessor clerk.

And it is worth mentioning Richard Tompkins, retiring, although not really, as Ashland town supervisor after four decades of public service.

Tompkins is simply moving to the highway superintendent’s spot, having also been a town judge, a volunteer fireman and an ambulance worker. Now if he could only do something about the price of eggs.


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LEGISLATURE STUFF - An Overhaul of Overly Hauling

By Michael Ryan

CATSKILL - The little ol’ transfer station in the town of Windham is going bigtime following passage of a resolution by the Greene County Legislature, earlier this week.

Lawmakers authorized an agreement with Barton & Loguidice engineering for professional services on a massive makeover at the site, following a recommendation from county highway superintendent Scott Templeton.

While the measure still has to be okayed by the full board, later this month, it is expected to be approved, having unanimously breezed through a Public Works committee meeting, this past Monday night.

If ultimately accepted, the resolution sets aside a maximum of $268,500 for the expertise of Barton& Loguidice, an Albany-based firm listed on the county’s regular roster of potential engineering contractors.

Windham’s transfer station, along Mitchell Hollow Road, will be undergoing a significant upgrade, transforming what is a relatively quaint residential garbage drop-off/recycling center into a modern, direct-haul station.

Making it a direct-haul spot, “will result in major savings in both time and money,” Templeton said, providing staggering numbers for lawmakers.

Last year, the county made 375 round trips, 42 miles each, totaling 15,000 miles, transporting trash to Catskill from Windham for re-handling and sorting before trucking it to an enormous, western New York landfill..

Those local trips will be eliminated, instead hauling directly from Windham to the beautiful-sounding Seneca Meadows, in Seneca Falls.

“We did this in [the neighboring mountaintop town of] Hunter and it has worked out really well,” Templeton said, referring to a similar project completed two years ago.

Hunter is now, “operating at maximum and Windham is in dire need of improvement,” Templeton said, solving two problems together, letting citizens more easily deposit waste in Windham.

“Windham has to be larger than it currently is but we will keep it as small as we can,” Templeton said, in deference to its nearness to residences and the community’s highway department.

The final cost is estimated between $2 million to $3 million, a tidy sum, although, “we have seen that in the long run, a direct-haul station is definitely a cost benefit for taxpayers,” Templeton said. 

A re-design of the facility, along with all the necessary permitting and logistics, could be completed in 2026, setting the stage for a 2027 groundbreaking,”if the stars align,” Templeton said.

Greene County currently leases the 2-acre site from the town of Windham for $1 a year, an arrangement that may stay the same or end with an outright purchase by the county.

“This is another important difference for the mountaintop. The Windham and Hunter transfer stations are surprisingly busy. It will be great for the whole area,” Templeton said.

Windham, even though it is commonly known as “the dump,” like any of the other three stations in Hunter, Catskill and Coxsackie, is also somewhat legendary for its quaintly rural signage.

One sign that became particularly noteworthy during the pandemic states, “please don’t lick your fingers when giving us money.” A normal bag of garbage costs three dollars.

And, believe it or not, visitors are also warned not to rummage around in the dumpsters containing trash or recyclables.

In other matters related to the mountaintop, lawmakers okayed resolutions connected to a culvert replacement job in the town of Prattsville and the rebuilding of the historic Platte Clove Bridge in the town of Hunter.

Authorization was given for an expansion of services necessary for the

completion of the replacement of a County Route 2 culvert over Gully Creek in Prattsville, increasing a previous allotment.

Lawmakers, this past summer, awarded the job to William J. Keller & Sons Construction Corp., now agreeing to up the cost by $3,247.99, the resolution states, also awaiting full board backing later this month.

The need has arisen, “for the installation of a new 60' HDPE pipe required to prevent storm water from collecting on the adjacent property,” bringing the job total to $501,787.99, the resolution states, transferring the funds from a Miscellaneous Bridge account.

And more time may pass before the mission is achieved at the legendary Platte Clove Bridge on the outermost end of Hunter.

Lawmakers, last year, agreed to pay CDM Smith $208,858 for engineering services linked to a redesign of the bridge, hoping to have rehab work wrapped up in 2026.

However, “we have received a red flag from the [State] Department of Transportation about a rock fracture in one of the footings,” says Templeton, requiring a shift to Plan B.

The famously steep and twisting roadway on the far side of the Platte Clove Bridge is shut down from mid-November through the next spring, putting crews on a tight and maybe unmeetable deadline.

“It’s a short construction window so if we can’t get this out of bed early [in 2026], we may have to push it to 2027,” Templeton said, noting all effort continues to be made to preserve the bridge’s awe-inspiring stone arch.


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