Opinion
From the Vineyard Gazette edition of August 26, 1920: A rakish gray ship steals up the south shore of Martha’s Vineyard. If you are close enough you may see and hear that all is not well on board.
On Saturday sometime just after noon Marine One will touch down on the tarmac at the Martha’s Vineyard Airport carrying its precious cargo: the president of the United States and his family.
Summer on the Vineyard is many things, but lately it seems to have become the season of fundraisers. Hardly a day goes by without an invitation to a party or event to benefit one of a multitude of causes.
Daily, as my small, white dog walks me on Lambert’s Cove Road, many motorists pass. Some of you I know. Others I don’t.
Akaogi farm in Vermont grows a variety of fruits and vegetables, but the thing that brought me there this past week was their most unusual New England crop: rice.
On a recent summer Sunday, as hundreds of motorists hurtled down Route 93 toward Route 28 and the ferry dock in Woods Hole, two dozen Vineyarders hurtled in the opposite direction.