Opinion
Two years ago I wrote a Gazette column about the boxes in my basement — or to be more precise (and pathetic), the boxes in our basements.
I was dreaming away on our back deck in Menemsha when the first drops arched over the railing.
Walking into my first college class at the age of 38 I should have known my world was about to expand.
Having written several letters critical of the unkempt, rundown appearance of the Vineyard airport, I write now a compliment.
I have noticed how dirty and unkempt the airport is. I am ashamed that this is the first thing visitors see when they land on our beautiful Island.
I just noticed that the town of Oak Bluffs (or someone) has cut the wetland grasses and cattails on South Circuit avenue alongside Farm Pond.
