Description of The Village
North Uxbridge, the main northern village of the town, is also known as the "north end". The Village receives municipal services from Uxbridge, for fire, police, EMS, School district, public works, and other services. Worcester County Sheriff, Lewis Evangelidis manages corrections, parolee and court services for the Worcester District, including the Uxbridge District Court. There is a North Uxbridge fire station of the Uxbridge Fire Department. The commercial district includes a new CVS pharmacy as well as small shops, and restaurants. The North Uxbridge Baptist Church is a well known icon in the downtown area of the village. The village is no longer officially recognized as a separate Census designated place, but is considered part of Uxbridge by the US Census bureau. Major employers include the local school district, and a commercial plastics manufacturing company in the former Rivulet mill. Residential construction has grown substantially in the last 20 years. The former North Uxbridge elementary school was also the Virginia Blanchard Pre-K Center, and is a historic building.
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