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Two days before my longtime friend, Stan Hart, died, I had the distinct pleasure — and pain — of paying him a final visit. He was hooked...

I was driving along the West Tisbury-Edgartown Road when I noticed a police car parked just below the rise of a hill. It was an obvious...

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A Story That Changes Lives By Jessie Chandler>

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Under threatening skies and a stiff, southerly wind, over 100 hardy souls convened at Menemsha Beach to celebrate the life of Dan Aronie,...

Lloyd Raleigh is bent double , trying to negotiate his way through a dense thicket of catbriar in the moist wetands of Brookside Farm. As...

Not Quite a Riot From Gazette editions of May, 1960:

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Letters to the Editor

I wish to respond to the points raised in what I will call Schlesinger’s Lament on the editorial page of the August 21 issue of the Gazette. I live...

This letter goes out to the wonderful people who were on the Great Rock Bight beach on August 13. My husband and I are extremely lucky to have had...

I am a seasonal resident of West Chop and a rest-of-the-year resident of Manhattan. Each day on Martha’s Vineyard I bike the 20-mile loop from West...

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