Kirsten D. Levingston

What about kids, good deeds, drama?

Some of us will also be in search of sea legs after a year of wearing fuzzy-slippers or nothing at all.

By KIRSTEN D. LEVINGSTON For Montclair Local  Once upon a time, K-Mart in West Orange was the place for eclectic shoppers craving a Nathan’s hot dog chased by a blue raspberry Icee. More than once brain freeze stopped me cold in the greeting card aisle after I had slurped the frozen cotton candy with a bit too much vigor. On Sun...

The mouser has turned tutor, modeling lessons on the art of finding joy among four walls.

Will those who are not hunting the deer for a "culling" this year instead wear plaid shirts and shoot vaccine darts at unsuspecting passers by on Church Street, wonders Kirsten D. Levingston, in the latest "Welcome to Montclair."

In the early days of the pandemic, Kirsten D. Levingston had a glass of wine with dinner. Those days are over.

Facing an empty nest is always hard, and it's a little trickier during the pandemic, writes Kirsten D. Levingston in "Welcome to Montclair."

Montclair dads talk about "dad-town," Montclair, what they love and also find challenging about being a father here, in "Welcome to Montclair."

Murder hornets have reached North America. Will they reach Montclair, Kirsten D. Levingston wonders in her latest "Welcome to Montclair."

Montclair has always been a town that welcomes true love and marriage, unlike some states in the Union. Kirsten D. Levingston's "Welcome to Montclair."