Commentary
Did you have any heroes when you were nine years old? I did and his name was Robin Jackson.
As we move from summer to fall I’m reminded of how in the early spring I was contemplating transitions and change.
Four and a half years ago, I took to task the Martha’s Vineyard NAACP over a matter that goes to the heart of the organization’s work.
When I was seven years old, my parents thought it wise to send their only child to eight weeks of summer camp, to know life in close company with...
Hitchhiking was once a preferred mode of transportation on Martha’s Vineyard.
100 million years from here / Two galaxies collide. / 10 million light years from here / two solar systems unite.
The Vineyard Haven waterfront lost one of its most valued advocates when Jim Lobdell passed away two weeks ago.
An open-air walking event / Not at all pedestrian / Organically home grown / Authentic to its core
I’ve asked myself often in 40-plus years as an annual visitor to Martha’s Vineyard, what is it that gives one the sensation that a place where you...
Writing for a newspaper — having your words and name appear in print — provides a special kind of thrill not easily matched.
Clearly, I have a propensity for islands.
I was talking to a fellow dad the other day, the two of us sharing a beer on the porch. “Do you think it’s more sad or weird when a kid leaves home...