From the May 4 1951 edition of the Vineyard Gazette: The Gay Head Light, oldest beacon on the Vineyard, has burned on for 152 years.
They came from all over the mainland and descended on us. What made this a first was that the Island was the setting. Over 30 years of Thanksgivings...
For my wife Cathlin’s last day of radiation treatment for breast cancer, the kids and I head into Boston to be with her. Eirene, aka Pickle (age four...
In the home of my childhood we had no scissors, no flashlight and no scotch tape. Well, that’s not exactly true. We had them all but when they were...
With a gust of wind, November blows the last of the oak leaves from the branches and the clear November light pours down from the emptied gulf of sky...
For all we have Not all we think we need For all the mountains Broad valleys, deepest seas For all our dreams Our hopes The friendships that we gain...
From the Vineyard Gazette editions of Nov. 1971: Until killing frosts ravage the scarlet cranberries in Manuel S. Duarte’s six-acre bog at Cranberry...
I am in my mid 70s, born to interracial parents, raised on the Island, now retired and living in Florida.
Martha’s Vineyard has lost a dear and remarkable friend and one of our most generous and visionary philanthropists, Jeremy Biggs.
I want to express my personal admiration for Ed Brooke. Ed hired me as one of his assistant attorneys general soon out of law school.