A friend called recently to check in and say he wasn’t doing well.

I moved to Martha’s Vineyard May 1, 1972, spending that summer doing odd jobs, painting houses and teaching myself to do stained glass from a book.

This summer, our extended family will gather on Chappaquiddick for a long-overdue reunion.

The morning of Ted Morgan’s memorial service was a rainy April Monday in 2019.

I stepped off the ferry in Vineyard Haven one fine morning in 1985 ready to embark on a new chapter that would eventually carry me along for more than three decades.

Annual town meeting, 2022.