The following was excerpted from an article written on Nov. 18, 1988 by Gazette reporter Mike Kolleth just before Coach Donald Herman’s first Island Cup Game.
One of the questions I have dreaded for the last four years is, “Do you have kids?”
So the ferry rates are being raised. That is an accepted fact of life on the Vineyard and one of the increased expenses we pay for the lifeline to our beloved Island home (the Vineyard, not the vessel, per se).
History is the human story that embraces all of us, but so often it is presented as a lifeless catalogue that leaves the learner to conclude that whatever history is about, it’s not something that applies to the lives of ordinary people.
Last week, I started reading the recently published book, This Changes Everything, by Naomi Klein. What an informative, disturbing eye-opener it is!
Beyond the economic forces and aesthetic values that will drive interest in restoring eroding beaches at any cost, there is also a serious environmental argument in favor of beach nourishment via the addition of sand taken from elsewhere.
I appreciate Timothy Johnson’s photos of the Island. Although we reside in Windsor Heights, Iowa, I am no stranger to Martha’s Vineyard as my wife, Arenda Randolph Maxwell, grew up in Oak Bluffs.
Three weeks ago I went to Cape Cod Hospital for an angiogram after doing poorly on a recent stress test. It was determined that I had major blockage in three arteries, one in the rear of my heart.
Most roads in the U.S. are built for cars, not for pedestrians. Whether we’re happy or unhappy with this, most of us are aware of it.