About a week ago Mitch Landrieu, the mayor of New Orleans, made some heartfelt and interesting remarks about the removal of the city’s insulting Confederate monuments.
Nostalgia is bitter sweet by definition and a burden one would just as soon not experience like last week when I found that Mary’s Linen is no more, replaced by a T-shirt shop some other nice ladies have opened in its place.
It’s charming working at a place like the Vineyard Gazette where someone on staff, apparently researching a story, left a page behind from the Sunday, May 20, 1883 Boston Sunday Herald.
For the 62 years our family has been blessed with living in Oak Bluffs family tradition allows our kids to go to “town” unaccompanied at night.
In the Sept. 21, 2012 column I wrote about a June 1953 article entitled Oak Bluffs Was Definitely an Island Once by Joseph Chase Allen.
Unless you were around when Ogkeshkuppe was the name the original people gave Oak Bluffs, it would be too much to ask if you were familiar with Quinni-ummuh Street over in Ooh-quiessa near Asanootucket Pond.
Woodrow Wilson was President in April 1917 when we declared war against Germany and Oak Bluffs was 10 years old following our secession.
Those with time on their hands waiting for winter to wend its way out and bring spring will want to waste some time with Google Earth.
The Massachusetts Historical Commission has information in its archives about the Oak Bluffs High School that was built in 1934-1935 as a junior/senior high school.
