Last week I was finally able to visit what apparently is becoming a must-see on the Island: the Gay Head Lighthouse.

Wthout serious planning and active measures to reduce traffic, congestion on our roads will increase, and conflicts will become ever more intense.

Years ago, I was working in King Cove, Alaska, and was surprised to see the Auriga, a former freight boat from the Vineyard.

The Island recently lost a familiar face and we already miss her terribly. Karen Harris washed ashore decades ago and found a place for herself among many communities throughout the years.

I’ve sometimes wondered whether we would ever see the obit announcing that the death of a particular Islander means that the very last tie to the old ways of Martha’s Vineyard is irretrievably broken.

I have lived on the Vineyard since 1979 and am recovering from my fourth bout of Lyme disease.