Hope springs eternal; the hopeful are wise to bring hammers and nails

Above: Prattsville depicted in the days of Zadock Pratt on an 1844 postcard, when Pratt's tannery was the biggest business in town. From Wikimedia Commons.
Thanks to Irene, the picture the country has of Prattsville in its collective consciousness is, most likely, of Anastasia Rikard's yellow house leaning precariously to one side on the cover of the New York Times. Or perhaps it's of the Great American supermarket, roof folded in with shin-high mud thick on the floor. Perhaps it's the Reformed Church, with pews and piano herded to one side by the rush of the floodwater.








