Community Perspective: Public library has resources to learn more about COVID-19 and to get a break from it
As we grapple with the Coronavirus and its effect on our daily lives, we are all trying to find out what its means for us. With all the fake information floating out there, it’s important we understand where to find accurate and helpful information.
Harrisonburg has inspired a surprising number of playwrights, TV and screen writers in Hollywood and New York City. The story began with JMU’s first playwrighting course taught in 1975, when Professor Roger Allen Hall joined the faculty of the new theatre program. Just four years later his student Phoef Sutton won the first National Norman Lear Comedy Award for his play “The Pendragon Institute.”
For many people, climate change is the biggest existential threat humans face. While many of the biggest advocates for action are the young, closer to home one equally impassioned person doing all he can is Cal Redekop, age 94. Being in his tenth decade hasn’t stopped him from curbing his carbon footprint to help preserve the environment.
Harrisonburg city leaders are working to solve the complex problem of Harrisonburg High School overcrowding. The school board, working with limits set by a previous city council, is proposing that a second high school open for the 2022-23 school year (Plan A). The city council vote is anticipated on December 10th, after a public hearing.
As part of our first birthday celebrations, we asked community members to submit a piece about Harrisonburg – it’s past, present, and future. This is part one in the series: “What makes this off-year election so important? Redistricting.”
What a wonderful two days Harrisonburg citizens have just had! On September 20 and 27, our youth came together at Court Square loudly and seriously to say they’re worried about their futures.
A contributed Perspectives piece by Emma Schwertfuehrer A month ago, when I ate a banana for breakfast, I didn’t think a whole lot about it. This morning, however, as I cut up a banana for my oatmeal, I wondered who picked it. I wondered if, somewhere, thousands of miles away, the person who picked my banana …
I was sent to go door-to-door with a friend of mine, who was from the area. She is white, blonde and an American girl. I came to the U.S. in 2016 from Kurdistan region of Iraq. Every time she rang the bell, we were met by nice people with a great sense of welcoming. The first time I rang the bell, a gentleman opened the door. He asked me with a stern tone: “What do you want?”