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Poem: Ripped 

He was a favorite among good wives
Of Hudson Valley. We'd flirt, lock eyes
At church when Dame Van Winkle—who contrived
To cause unhappiness—would stiffly rise to beautify
The Eucharist line. My heart exulted
To read his note: "Let's run away!" Surprise!
A lady's never been so insulted.
Such tumult when Rip's twenty-year nap resulted.

Speaking of Rip Van Winkle, love

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  • Well Spent: The Love Edition

    How best to express your love? Locally, of course—with these sweet to saucy gifts from around the Hudson Valley. Artisanal, alcoholic, silken, studded or waxen (really), chocolate or blooming, you’ll find it here.
    • Feb 1, 2016
  • A Celebration of Value
  • A Celebration of Value

    Building a Singular Wedding Celebration from Your Common Bonds
    • Oct 1, 2015
  • Rip! The Musical
  • Rip! The Musical

    • Jul 11, 2015
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  • A poem by LindaAnn Loschiavo.


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