The Sag Harbor Express reported that a new Flower Stand will be opening up at the base of Main Street, near the windmill.* In very short order, the internet went ballistic.
Al’s family dates back to the 1600’s in East Hampton where he was born and raised as a bayman. Sue, whose family came to Bridgehampton in the 1800’s, was born and raised there as well.
The lawsuit brought by the Long Island Pine Barrens Society, which would have crippled Suffolk County’s visionary and nationally heralded Farmland Preservation Program, is no more.
Coming from the Eastern End of Long Island, I thought I knew something about paradise and paradise lost. That being said, I found that New Year’s Eve on the North Shore of Kauai in Hawaii offered a glimpse of a paradise that was previously unimaginable.
I was unaware of a problem that is hitting most Suffolk schools hard — a declining number of students — until I was talking to a former college journalism student of mine.
The nicotine cabal is hard at it, what with smoking tobacco having declined, promoting continued nicotine use by pushing electronic cigarettes and what’s called vaping.
Carving a path for nature from one side of this island’s fork to the other is all very interesting, you say, but why am I talking to you about the swamp at a time of year when all its flora is naked and all its fauna is hunkering down for the winter?
There is one resolution we should all be making that was nowhere to be found on the list: Detoxing.
The leading political contest in Suffolk in 2019 will be the race for county executive, the top post in Suffolk County government.
Welcome to the nights before Christmas, a time when most couples argue over how much to spend on already entitled children, which relatives to invite for the duration of the holiday break, or whether or not to bother sending greeting cards this year.
Mrs. Gertrude Katz welcomed me in with her warm smile and I was taken back to a time when life felt new and simple.
All over the world today there are kids waking up wondering whether they can play baseball. They’re wondering whether their field is okay and how many players are coming. I know, because I’m still one of those kids.
Thousand Oaks became the site of the country’s latest massacre with 12 people gunned down at the Borderline Bar. Ironically, when I was 16, it was the first place I traveled on my own.
Even the name, “Spanish Flu,” is a head fake.
In his classic postmodern short story, “Lost in the Funhouse,” John Barth begins his tale with a simple question: “For whom is the funhouse fun?”