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4th Candle: Joy – And a Stillbridge Christmas Eve to Remember
ByDougMAA nor’easter strands travelers and the Freedom Boys Choir in Stillbridge, leading to an unforgettable Christmas Eve filled with joy, music, and a modern-day miracle. With Christmas eve just days away, the fourth Sunday in Advent, dawned crisp and bright, the kind of winter morning New England likes to show off when it wants to…
Heartwarming Voice Revealed, Winter Thaw and Lent Traditions
ByDougMAWhere surprises sing, snow softens, and everyone pretends they like cod, as Stillbridge celebrates a winter thaw, school vacation, and Lent’s arrival. There are weeks in Stillbridge when nothing much happens. And then there are weeks when nothing much happens—but it happens enthusiastically. This was one of those weeks. The Voice in the Auditorium The…
Stillbridge’s New Year, 2026: Resolutions, Pie, Ducks, and Love
ByDougMAStep into Stillbridge’s New Year: broken resolutions, irresistible pie, ducks defending their pond, and a heartwarming proposal at the Congregational Church. By the first Wednesday of January, Stillbridge had officially made it through the holidays, which is no small achievement for a town that prefers to linger. The wreaths had come down—mostly. A few remained,…
Stillbridge – Episode 6: Of Seasons and Choirs
ByDougMAThe pale November sky stretched over Stillbridge, soft and gray, the kind that makes you pull your coat a little tighter and notice small details — frost along the rooflines, leaves stubbornly clinging to trees, or the faint scent of pine drifting from a still-humming church furnace. On the town common, the ducks glided with…
