I know what the first family will do on their vacation. Pretty much what everyone who visits Martha’s Vineyard does — the beach, water sports, farmers’ market, a movie if it rains, shopping, maybe a sailboat ride. I can’t help wondering what the first dog will do. And I’m curious about what kind of an entourage he’ll bring with him. Does he have a personal groomer? Chef? Poop scooper? That would make a good Possible Dreams auction item.

Grounded

Dear President Obama,

The weather-beaten, hand-painted sign nailed to a tree on State Road in Vineyard Haven is about the last tangible memento on the Island harking back to Bill Clinton’s time of troubles. For me, it remains a living symbol of the Monica-mad summer of 1998. The lettering on the lobster-trap-sized placard is faded but the defiant take-that-Ken-Starr message remains unequivocal: “Hoorah for Bill.”

NO CHOICE BUT TO CLOSE

Editors, Vineyard Gazette:

It is with a heavy heart that, after 13 years of providing post-mastectomy and lumpectomy products to Island women, I must close my doors this September. Throughout the years I have been in business I have maintained my professional credentials as a certified and accredited mastectomy fitter (CFm), and my status as a Medicare, and other insurances, provider.

Editor’s Note: Jane Slater has been writing the weekly Chilmark column for the Vineyard Gazette for decades. This is a column she prepared specially for the arrival of President Obama this weekend.

Mr. President, Chilmark welcomes you and your family. Tradition has it that you are the third president since John Adams to spend time in Chilmark and we are honored to have you.

Chilmark is a rural community at the southwest corner of Martha’s Vineyard where farmers and fishermen have made their home since 1694.

A Shoreline That Never Ends