New Year’s is generally a good time to reflect back on the year that’s passed, and we do that in this issue, with a second look at some of our most-read stories and best photos, along with our favorite local recordings and books and the restaurants we said hello and goodbye to.
Books and music feel like a good place to turn to around now, as I’m surely not the only who found 2019, in a word, exhausting. Between the seemingly constant stream of devastating news (climate change disasters, family separations, mass shootings) and the barely-coherent rants and grievances emanating from the White House, just paying attention can feel like an emotional assault.
So I wish for all our readers the same thing I wish for myself this holiday season—a little window of time to gather yourself together, spend time with the people you love, and remember what sustains you.
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By Gregory Orr I won’t miss the way Your bronze body Froze History into bitterness. That spot you occupied No longer radiates Shadows In every direction Like a malign sundial Designed to thwart The slow Progress of time. Your absence: a form Of hope, a flat And empty space
Last month, I was lucky to be able to head for the hills with two old friends—we spent a long weekend hiking and camping on the Appalachian Trail in southwest Virginia. We’re all amateur campers. From the top of a mountain, we marveled at a far-off hailstorm, only for it to sweep over us and
The main character in the story on page 10 of this week’s paper doesn’t have a name. He doesn’t have a face. Shortly after a video of the brutal arrest of Christopher Gonzalez was posted on Instagram July 8, the Charlottesville Police Department released 17 minutes of body camera footage
“Coronavirus Could Be the End of Alt-Weeklies,” declared a Mother Jones headline in March. Around the country, venerable snark-slinging rags have dropped employees or shut down entirely, crippled by cratering ad revenue. C-VILLE, unfortunately, has not escaped the crash. Our staff is a
“We need equity,” 19-year-old Joshua St. Hill told a crowd of roughly a thousand people Sunday night at the UVA Rotunda. “We can’t take our foot off the gas.” Keeping their foot on the gas is exactly what protesters in Charlottesville have been doing over the past two weeks, since the murder of
Over the past few days, videos of the murders of unarmed black people by cops and white “vigilantes,” which sparked nationwide protests, have been replaced by new videos, of cops brutalizing those protesters in cities across the country. Many police officers have met the legitimate expression
Monday was Memorial Day, the unofficial start to summer, but with local lakes, spray grounds, and pools closed (except to those who can afford membership at private clubs), some took to the Downtown Mall in the hopes of another day not exactly the same as the last. In spite of the Phase One
By Alex Taurel The coronavirus has changed so much in our lives. One thing is our relationship to nature, which for many has proven to be a source of coping and exercise during this anxious time. Our family has been frequenting places like the Rivanna Trail and Charlotte Yancey Humphris Park.
Livestreamed concerts are better than no concerts at all, but, let’s face it, they’re nothing like the real thing. As the Foo Fighters’ Dave Grohl put it recently, “the coronavirus pandemic has reduced today’s live music to unflattering little windows that look like doorbell security footage
By Virginia Daugherty “We teachers stay in touch and try to keep up our morale.” “Children aren’t meant to sit in front of computers all day.” “I’m upping my skills daily.” “I didn’t sign up for this.” It’s Teacher Appreciation Week, and this year our local educators deserve a special
Like so many others, I’ve been taking a lot of walks lately. My walk, and getting the mail, have become the highlights of my day. In this, my quarantine life resembles my life when my first child was born. She came, too, in early March, and life slowed down enough that, for maybe the first […]
The last time I went out for dinner was a Friday in early March. My husband and I met friends for drinks and nachos at Beer Run, then headed to the Downtown Mall for dinner. We probably shouldn’t have: Schools had just been closed (for “two weeks”), we were all washing our hands maniacally and
By Zoé Edgecomb Between now and May 7, Virginians have a rare opportunity to facilitate a moment of justice for the Monacan people whose land we live on. Zion Crossroads, at the intersection of I-64 and Route 15, is developing rapidly, and local politicians have known for years that the
As unemployment reaches staggering levels, those of us who still have full-time jobs right now are the lucky ones. But for parents, especially folks with younger children, the fact that work has not stopped even though everything else has (including schools and childcare) poses its own
On a recent gorgeous spring afternoon,I took my daughter along in the car on the way to pick up an order at the bakery. Our windows were down. WNRN was playing a community connection ad that clearly hadn’t been revised post stay-at-home order, promoting an upcoming dance performance. The
On Monday, Governor Ralph Northam ordered all Virginians to stay at home, turning the “suggestion” that we all keep our distance into an official command. While the announcement likely won’t change much in Charlottesville, where schools, universities, and most businesses are already operating
At press time, there were fewer than a dozen cases of COVOID-19 in our health district. But the virus’ disruption to our everyday lives and livelihoods is already well under way. As we all struggle to adjust to this new normal, C-VILLE talked with local artists whose careers have been turned
Sunday marked the end of Charlottesville’s Liberation and Freedom Days, a week of events intended to commemorate the arrival of Union troops in Charlottesville in 1865. Though you’d never know it from our public monuments, for the majority of Albemarle residents those troops heralded freedom,
To the community: Due to the approach of the coronavirus, the hug-man will be suspending hugs on the mall until further notice. Because of what I do, I cannot take precautions between each hug to prevent spreading or catching the virus, and it is an ideal way to spread it. And I don’t