Darryl Goffreda and I have been coming to the Island for almost a decade. Martha’s Vineyard was the first place that we went on a trip together as a couple.

When I was diagnosed with stage four breast cancer at the age of 37, my world suddenly became engulfed in pink.

On a day when a double rainbow kissed an ashen sky over the outfield wall, when the sunshine refused to leave Fenway Park, and the raindrops dared not enter, I saw my last Red Sox-Yankees game.

What’s the buzz and the click? / My song of course, / though no one but I have ever tried to sing it.

I can see a headline now. SAYS YOU! Says Adieu!

As I prepare to leave this drenching summer in West Tisbury for autumn in scorching northern California, I am haunted by last September.