We’ve done a lot of listening this summer to the community concerns that have arisen after the events of early June.
I first heard Keikilani and Leokani Lindsey, father and son singer-songwriters, at Packer’s Wharf during the visit of Hokule’a.
The four of us walked from our Vineyard front door to our adjoining field. After a quarter century on this property, it was our final night.
How many for Labor Day? Mom would ask at supper the week before. We had to account for ourselves and guests so she could order food.
Cairns, those manmade piles of stones and rocks, have been around for 40,000 years and are our oldest form of communication.
I hope elected officials on Martha’s Vineyard were watching as more than half a dozen states took steps to remove monuments to the Confederacy.
I’m more than half Southern, but I grew up in Massachusetts. Until recently I thought of Confederate statues as a matter of heritage and history.
Susanna Styron emailed me that she would be showing her documentary Suspended Sentence in Chilmark.
It was 25 years ago that I met John Cruz. I was outside his house playing guitar in the Irish style of dropped tuning where you slack the strings.

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