It's 3 a.m. Wednesday, July 17, and I awaken to intense light from the full moon streaming through my bedroom window.

From the July 22, 1969 edition of the Vineyard Gazette.

Once the last cedar shingle had finally been nailed in place I removed the staging planks, the roof brackets and then the flimsy improvised staging.

With soft spots for youth and sports, and an almost finished basement, my family of four took the leap this summer and invited two Martha’s Vineyard...

It is hard not to admire the twenty one striking Vineyard Transit Authority drivers, who despite their small number have garnered much sympathy and...


Letters to the Editor

Last Sunday at 2:40 p.m. I was riding my bike along the State Road across from Polly Hill Arboretum in West Tisbury.

A recent joint meeting of the West Tisbury selectmen and members of the affordable housing committee approved the formation of a committee to develop...

I had the honor of marching with the peace council during this year's Edgartown Fourth of July Parade.