Opinion
As I prepare to leave this drenching summer in West Tisbury for autumn in scorching northern California, I am haunted by last September.
What is happening nowadays in Edgartown is disturbing, a cause for alarm.
Autumn has arrived and summer has departed. It is the time of other arrivals and departures on the Island.
Not that long ago, when Aquinnah was Gay Head, rusted Fords outnumbered Teslas, and annual town meetings were as entertaining as a food fight at a family picnic, Gay Headers welcomed participants in the Martha’s Vineyard Striped Bass and Bluefish Derby.
The progress of medical science in the last century has not only postponed death for many Americans but transformed it as well.
From the Sept. 25, 1964 edition of the Vineyard Gazette by Joseph Chase Allen: