The Hokey Pokey has arrived! The Hokey Pokey is everywhere!.

Lulled by a lingering warm autumn this year, the Island has been basking in clear, leaf-strewn days.

When you’re a man alone in the house and your family is away for nearly two months, the stuffed animals really stand out.

What you have lighted upon, curious reader, is a nest of memory built twig by twig of fact-checked and emotional truths fertilized by nesty things...

For most of us, Thanksgiving is a time for family, friends and over indulgence.

Welcome to my spot on the map/My dot in the water/Martha’s Vineyard/Could have been called/Bartholomew’s Haven

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Letters to the Editor

Twenty one years ago, Gary and I left lower Manhattan for up-Island Martha’s Vineyard and a dream to raise our twin sons by the sea.

The Oak Bluffs board of selectmen gave our community a glaring example of why over 40 per cent of eligible voters stayed home on election day.

We don’t need a lot of words to praise Rick Karney’s work in shellfish culture or himself. He was finest kind!

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