It’s funny the memories we keep.

There are the expected ones: a first kiss, college graduation, family holiday celebrations. And the not so expected: a sunrise beach walk alone on Christmas morning, the feel of the stiff Florida grass on bare feet used to the Vineyard’s downy lawns.

If there’s one thing that Vineyarders know how to do, it’s throw a good party.

Even when the occasion for the party isn’t the most uplifting.