If I Were a Carpenter/And You Lived in Cadiz….

From the New Oxford Review, Will Hoyt on his move from Berkeley to eastern Ohio.

From the New Oxford Review, Will Hoyt on his move from Berkeley to eastern Ohio.

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A stack of three Local Culture journals and the book 'Localism in the Mass Age'

Bill Kauffman

Bill Kauffman is the author of eleven books, among them Dispatches from the Muckdog Gazette (Henry Holt), Ain’t My America (Metropolitan), Look Homeward, America (ISI), and Poetry Night at the Ballpark (FPR Books). His next book, Upstaters, is due from SUNY Press in 2026. He is a columnist for The American Conservative and The Spectator World. Bill wrote the screenplay for the 2013 feature film Copperhead. He is a founding editor of Front Porch Republic and has served as a legislative assistant to Senator Pat Moynihan, editor for various magazines and publishers, and vice president of the Batavia Muckdogs, a professional baseball team that was euthanized by Major League Baseball. He lives with his wife Lucine in his native Genesee County, New York.

1 comment

  • you know sometimes being old and local, not old as in I’m old now, but old as in how it was done back in the day old – whew, take a breather – being old and local does not imply being conservative, and conservative not in the sense of right wing, but in the sense of cognizant of and attempting to harmonize with what already is.

    I don’t know if it is true everywhere, but in some places around my place those who were were quite content to extract the last ounce of value they could find and then leave. Exploitation is the culture that was.

    I think at some point you all ran some pieces on how to live locally in a large urban center or something like that; it’s also true that there are plenty of mid to small to tiny towns where how to live locally has yet to be discovered.

    Last time I was there, seemed the population in parts of Ohio was changing. Lots of people leaving, some moving in. One of those slow moving big changes sort of things, hard to see as it’s slow. Comes off as static at first glance. It’s not. Nothing is, I guess.

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