I have lived most of my life on the right side of the law. I say most, because almost all of my alternative encounters with law enforcement have come on Martha’s Vineyard.

After Woodstock at the Yasgur’s Farm, before Livestock with JT and Carly at the Agricultural Hall, there was the No Nukes Concert with AT and KT and Carly at the Allen Farm.

The mornings have turned chilly and the dog, always a lazy sort who likes to sleep in, has burrowed under the covers, lying in bed with my daughter.

I’m told that people must die eventually, but I had hoped, maybe even expected, that my cousin Bart Heywood might live forever.

Ten years ago, Edward Miller of the Menemsha Pond Racers challenged the Edgartown H12 fleet to a two-day regatta.