Summer Villages

Some articles on villages, summer villages, summer village:

Endwell, New York - History
... was the term commonly used for the unincorporated area of the Town of Union between the Villages of Johnson City and Endicott until "Endwell" was adopted in 1921 ... Route 17C), including a horse-drawn streetcar line, which connected the growing villages of Johnson City and Endicott ... These villages grew very rapidly between 1890 and 1920 because of the success of the Endicott Johnson Corporation, a shoe manufacturer ...
List Of Summer Villages In Alberta
... Summer villages in Alberta are incorporated communities that have permanent populations generally less than 300 permanent inhabitants, as well as seasonal (non-permanent) inhabitants ... Alberta has a total of 51 summer villages that had a cumulative population of 4,605 and an average population of 90 in the 2011 Census ... Alberta's largest summer village is Island Lake with a population of 243, while Betula Beach and Kapasiwin are the smallest each with a population of 10 ...
List Of Communities In Alberta - Urban Municipalities - Summer Villages
... the Municipal Government Act (MGA), a summer village is an area that has at least 60 parcels of land developed with dwelling buildings and has a population of less ... As a result of Section 79 being repealed, summer villages can no longer be formed in Alberta ... Essentially, summer villages were once formed from urban communities with populations of less than 300 people and significant non-permanent populations ...

Famous quotes containing the words villages and/or summer:

    Remember the rights of the savage, as we call him. Remember that the happiness of his humble home, remember that the sanctity of life in the hill villages of Afghanistan, among the winter snows, is as inviolable in the eye of Almighty God, as can be your own.
    —W.E. (William Ewart)

    So summer comes in the end to these few stains
    And the rust and rot of the door through which she went.
    The house is empty. But here is where she sat
    To comb her dewy hair, a touchless light,
    Perplexed by its darker iridescences.
    Wallace Stevens (1879–1955)