Category Archives: Stories

Dirt Road Devil Babies

Posted on August 2, 2017 by Phyllis Alberici

Travelling a rural road with few sign posts can take you miles out of your way. Be forewarned: it’s not all peace and quiet and bucolic scenery out there. Iffy cell service, animals on a collision course with your bumper, … Continue reading →

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What happens when beach reads get uppity

Posted on June 28, 2017 by Phyllis Alberici

Blame it on Pulitzer Prize winning journalist, Julia Keller. It was a steamy 2009 Chicago summer when she encouraged us to read a book over summer vacation. It should be something light on plot and a bit savory and it … Continue reading →

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What Memorial Day means to one soldier’s little girl

Posted on May 27, 2017 by Phyllis Alberici

Memorial Day never struck me as a mini-Black Friday, the day to run to the nearest holiday sales or tell anyone who will listen, “Thank God I’ve got Monday off!” Memorial Day is about remembering. A day to do what … Continue reading →

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The Sunday Dinner Incident

Posted on April 17, 2017 by Phyllis Alberici

Mom and Grandma didn’t see eye to eye: pasta wars edition
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Pandemonium Swamp

Posted on September 22, 2016 by Phyllis Alberici

Prologue  For a year now I haven’t told anyone what I saw out there, except Fay. Fay is my editor and she was there for the end of it. Nothing that happened out there was rational. Nothing made sense. But … Continue reading →

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Headlines from The West Burville Gazette: Merry Christmas Edition

Posted on December 23, 2014 by Phyllis Alberici

A Message from The Editor: The first snowfall (the one before the snow gets up to your keister and the car won’t start) kicks off the preparations for the holiday season in Piney Woods County, stuck way up here in … Continue reading →

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Headlines from the West Burville Gazette: It’s gonna be a hot one, folks! Part 2

Posted on August 19, 2012 by Phyllis Alberici

When we snuck away from Sheriff Les Good a week or so ago, he was popping Tums and speculating on why Hooter and the other Counter Dwellers were slinking around. It just might be time for some surveillance… Hooter and Bunchy were … Continue reading →

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Headlines from The West Burville Gazette: it’s gonna be a hot one, folks!

Posted on August 4, 2012 by Phyllis Alberici

August is a strange month in northeastern Vermont, one day it’s on the sunnyside of 90 and the next you’re pulling out the turtlenecks. If you happen to be in West Burville you might consider a slice of Linda Mae’s … Continue reading →

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The transcendental heart

Posted on July 30, 2012 by Phyllis Alberici

If you read Indie Albany on a regular basis you might have noticed that I’m something of the black sheep of the family. First, I write then I just stop. I’m like the “off” ox on the team. It’s not a … Continue reading →

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Headlines from the West Burville Gazette/Under New Ownership/2

Posted on February 20, 2012 by Phyllis Alberici

Life’s a funny thing. One day you’re running an auto repair shop up in West Burville and the next you’re part owner of the town diner, the Double Axle. If Linda Mae had any idea the stir she would cause, … Continue reading →

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Headlines from The West Burville Gazette: Under New Ownership

Posted on February 6, 2012 by Phyllis Alberici

The year past was a busy one for the Counter Dwellers over at the Double Axle Diner, West Burville, Vermont, what with being involved in a murder mystery, getting arrested for some foolishness during deer season, and winding up the … Continue reading →

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Headlines from The West Burville Gazette: Christmas Edition/2

Posted on December 22, 2011 by Phyllis Alberici

If you’ve ever been through Piney Woods County, tucked up in the northeastern corner of Vermont, when the snow’s beginning to fly and Christmas lights are twinkling around the steamy windows of the Double Axle Diner over in West Burville, … Continue reading →

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Headlines from The West Burville Gazette: Christmas Edition

Posted on December 19, 2011 by Phyllis Alberici

The first snowfall (the one before the snow gets up to your keister and the car won’t start) kicks off the preparations for the holiday season in Piney Woods County, stuck way up there in the northeastern corner of Vermont. … Continue reading →

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Headlines from The West Burville Gazette, Second Installment

Posted on November 24, 2011 by Phyllis Alberici

What is there about a chilly November day and the thought of venison on the Thanksgiving menu that drives the residents of West Burville to saddle up before daylight…and get themselves in trouble with the law before lunch? And in … Continue reading →

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Headlines from THE WEST BURVILLE GAZETTE

Posted on November 20, 2011 by Phyllis Alberici

In the northern hills the first day of deer season is greeted with either expectation or dread, depending on who you are or who you know. In West Burville over at the Double Axle Diner, Hooter Gibson and the regulars … Continue reading →

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