Autumn is not my favorite season. And not because it signals the end of summer swimming and sailing, or because it presages the cold weather. For me...
A few weeks ago I was invited to join a very special sunset sailing opportunity aboard the Alabama. This time felt different. The occasion was more...
Rising sun, rising tideRising fish, rising spiritThe birds in the skyStart to chirp, can you hear it?Cut and dip, dash and dive,How can the...
We are responding to the commentary in last week’s Gazette by Polly Simpkins on her father’s 86th birthday. Thank you Polly for your heartfelt and...
Today the areOf things, mere are,Be-drubs us, drubs us drab:A thrusting spile splits this from that,The air unbreathable . . .
I am lucky to have friends like Paul and Maggie Bangs who jumped at the chance to take my dad out last Sunday on Ralph Packer’s tug Sirius in honor...
For over 50 years I lived on the edge of Look’s Pond, off Music street in West Tisbury. In the mid 1660s only the Tiasquam River ran through the...
Neither the county commission nor the airport commission seem to understand their inter-relationship or their independence.
We were expecting over 100,000 demonstrators​. The last estimate is that 400,000 people joined the People’s Climate March on Sunday, Sept. 21, in New...

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