By Cheryl Wormley As I write, it’s March 8 – day 7 of a 12-day trip to Brazil. My traveling companions are my husband, Jim; my sister Nann; and 23 […]

You ought to think about writing a letter to the editor. Everybody should. There is so much in Woodstock to write about. When people call the editor to complain about […]

Groundhog Days is one of those events where The Woodstock Independent’s reporters and photographers share our hometown news with beat reporters from all over the area – and beyond. We […]

Have you broken any laws lately? If you drive, you probably went a few miles over the speed limit, nothing that would cause your name to show up among Woodstock […]

By Cheryl Wormley Woodstock has a tradition of residents volunteering to make things happen. Back in the ’60s, Woodstock was named an All-America city because of the efforts of a […]

This is Cheryl Wormley’s space and always will be, no matter who writes the Declarations column. Readers of The Independent are accustoming to seeing Cheryl’s picture on this page to […]

When “Groundhog Day” premiered in February 1993, my husband, Tom, and I were first-nighters. “Are you sure you want to do that tonight?” he asked when I called him at […]

How did the winter blast of January affect you? Everyone has a story, I’m sure. Yes, I know, it’s a little silly to write about our recent bout of deep […]

Hello, Woodstock. My name is Rebecca McDaniel. As you might have read last week, I’m the new owner and publisher of The Woodstock Independent. I know many of you, and […]

By Cheryl Wormley The special potting soil I ordered came last week. It’s for the Thanksgiving cactus that belonged to my mother and that’s been mine for at least 15 […]