The thrill that I felt reading the headline about the land bank’s purchase of 32 acres at Red Gate Farm in Aquinnah was instantly followed by a deep sense of dismay when I learned the details of the purchase.
Not that long ago, when Aquinnah was Gay Head, rusted Fords outnumbered Teslas, and annual town meetings were as entertaining as a food fight at a family picnic, Gay Headers welcomed participants in the Martha’s Vineyard Striped Bass and Bluefish Derby.
In my letter in last week’s issue of the Vineyard Gazette, I mistakenly identified A.J. Liebling as the editor of The New Yorker who yelled at my father for losing James Thurber.