Guest Columns

By Michael Gold There is no joy in Pleasantville. The mighty sun has struck out. Over and over again. I’ve borrowed from the poem, “Casey At the Bat,” with apologies to the author Ernest Thayer. At the end of the

By Sergio Esposito So, what exactly is an overlay zone, how does it work and where does it fit in to the existing approval process.  There has been plenty of misinformation as well as speculation as to how such a

By Michael Zagarell It seems these days most Republicans have never seen a tax cut for the super rich they don’t like. As a result, the rest of us are left to pay the taxes the super rich won’t pay.

By Michael Peppard “Can we please have class outside today?” Remember that timeless question? Students gazed out the window, longing for fresh air and bodily movement. But kids knew the answer before they even asked. No, we have to use

By Emil Moussa Whether you enjoy the winter season or not, spring is around the corner. Because of this, the gardener must always have a plan of action to tackle the necessities of having a successful harvest of his or

By Jermain Smith In the wake of the murder of George Floyd, communities across the country are standing in opposition to the injustices suffered at the hands of the police. In response to the outcry, Gov. Andrew Cuomo issued Executive

By Brian McGowan On Jan. 6, just 14 days before our nation’s duly and fairly elected President and Vice President will be sworn into office with a vow to support and defend the Constitution of the United States, we witnessed

By Michael Gold If Westchester is one big family, then the Saw Mill River Parkway is the crazy, old, dangerous uncle who comes over your house every so often to disrupt everybody’s life. You know this guy. The one who

By Marilyn Elie We can all breathe a sigh of relief next spring when the last working reactor at Indian Point powers down. Twenty million people in the 50-mile radius of the 40-year-old nuclear generator can sleep more soundly and future

By Michael Gold I saw somebody commit murder. And I paid to make it happen. I killed a giant tree. It was at least 75 feet tall, a Norway maple. Its trunk was so thick you couldn’t stretch your arms