I have lost track of time yet I’m more scheduled. My days are full and yet there is more time for a walk.
On my walks in the woods not far from home there is another beauty fallen across my path.
Benjamin Franklin once said, “In this world nothing can be said to be certain except death and taxes.” I would like to add the word “change.”
The sun finally came out over the weekend, and so did more than a few unwary people, risking themselves and others.
From the April 1950 editions of the Vineyard Gazette:
Today I have been in self-quarantine for almost nine weeks, parallel but completely separate from the pandemic.
As a lifelong Islander, I am deeply upset by the verbal abuse with which some of my dearest family friends from New York, who happened to be here...
The successful passing of the Coronairus Aid, Relief and Economic Security (CARES) Act last week should bring much needed relief to our Island...
At the moment everyone’s attention is correctly and understandably focused on the coronavirus.
From the Oct. 2, 1942 edition of the Vineyard Gazette:
Although the Vineyard joined with New Bedford in mourning the departure of the old whaleship Charles W. Morgan from Round Hills to her new and probably permanent berth at Mystic, Conn., the present aspect of the ancient ship should serve to cheer both places in view of the splendid job that has been done in securing her, and in the promising start that has been made toward her restoration.
