On Sunday, June 3, at 1:30 p.m. the charter school community will cheer on this year’s graduating class.
People who walk in the woods to get away from technology may be surprised to discover their pleasure enhanced by a new app.
For better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, to make meals or reservations.
The old gilded weather vane that formerly crowned the steeple of the Federated Church in Edgartown hasn’t had an easy time of it.
He was in his fifties by now, and after years of deliberation he decided it was time.
I smelled adventure. To me, the scent of pine needles warming in the sun is the smell of adventure awaiting.
In the words of the great Cole Porter in his one and only cowboy song: Don’t Fence Me In!
Have you ever noticed that each year as a flood of beachgoers arrive to enjoy our precious Island beaches, the lifeguards stand ready? The police...
Kudos to the Edgartown harbor master’s crew for saving little Weezie from sinking in Katama Bay on Sunday, August 5.
From the July 4, 1961 edition of the Vineyard Gazette:
In the careful and beautiful penmanship of the day, in a memo dated Nov. 15, 1859, and presumably related to Samuel Osborn Jr. of Edgartown, a leading citizen of his day and the whaling agent and owner, one of whose boons to his town was the building of the great house which is now the Charlotte Inn, was recorded this segment of Island history. The data was found among Mr. Osborn’s papers by his granddaughter, Mrs. William T. Reynolds.
