One night early this summer after dinner in a new Edgartown restaurant, my girlfriends and I wandered into a store that’s been a fixture on Main...
The African American Heritage Trail of Martha’s Vineyard began as a dream.
It’s that time of year again. The time around Labor Day, the time when the Island’s frantic pace becomes less frantic.
Kids have multiple ways to become opaque beyond a parent’s comfort zone with texty tablets and other rabbit holes.
Autumn announced herself/last night, not to stay, just/a preliminary visit/a readiness inspection.
I had been living in New York city for two decades and indoors was where I lurked, purring like a house cat by the windows of office buildings.
A borrowed book offered a lighted path to consider a friendship.
Earlier this summer Patti LuPone scored big points at the Goodman Theater in Chicago playing cosmetics titan Helena Rubinstein in a brand new musical...
Two days before Bob hit, my daughter and I drove down from Cambridge where we lived, to Falmouth. I had my work in a show in Chilmark with fellow...