The following letter was sent to the Edgartown conservation commission, other town boards and the board for the Farm Institute and the Katama Association. I have been a resident of Edgartown for 28 years and live adjacent to the Katama Farm. I am writing you on an important issue concerning the proposed installation of a telecommunication cell tower to be placed in the silo at the Katama Farm. I am not opposed to the technology, but I am concerned about the site that has been chosen. There are many documented studies done on the proximity of cell towers and the ill effects they have on humans and animals.

Hello, softball fans! Do you realize this is probably the 75th season of our Sunday softball games in Chilmark? What started in the back lot off the Menemsha Inn Road, and then found a home for awhile at Toomey’s, is now played at Flanders Fields off Tabor House Road. You can go there any Sunday during the summer at 8:30 a.m. and watch or play several pickup games. Young and old, women and men and even some dogs will dazzle you with their talents. I was invited to play by David Flanders — the best ballplayer to swing the bat in Chilmark. I can still hear him with his high-pitched voice heckling me from the outfield.

Its beauty is so mysterious, so rare, it stops you in your tracks. The big leaf magnolia, with its expansive white flowers and foot-wide leaves the size of canoe paddles, has captivated visitors to Polly Hill Arboretum for years. Polly Hill grew it from seed and was so awestruck that she named the tree after her husband, Julian Hill.

Monday, June seventh marked 25 years since Henry Beetle Hough, the founder of Sheriff’s Meadow, and for 45 years the editor and publisher of this paper, died at his Edgartown home. From the window of his upstairs study, he had looked out for decades onto Sheriff’s Meadow Pond gleaming in the sun. And most days, until his final months, he and one of his collies would set off mornings through the pine and oak and cedar woods of Sheriff’s Meadow. They would cross the dam separating the pond from John Butler’s Mudhole.

From the Vineyard Gazette editions of June, 1945:

The naming of Martha’s Vineyard remains one of the most fascinating of mysteries, although on the gentler side, and now comes George R. Stewart, in his excellent book, Names On the Land, with a new explanation. He recounts how Gabriel Archer, gentleman, accompanied Gosnold to these waters in 1602, and wrote a story of the voyage in which “the names were like raisins in pudding — man and tasty.” Haps Hill and Hill’s Hap, unfortunately vanished, were of Archer’s coining.

The lack of natural gas from Yemen needed to generate electricity at New England power plants this summer has grid managers preparing for possible summer power disruptions, including the possibility of what are sometimes called rolling blackouts. In March, April and May of this year, terrorists in Yemen repeatedly destroyed natural gas pipelines, preventing the gas from being liquefied and loaded into LNG tankers for delivery to be used to generate electricity for New England, including the residents of the Cape and Martha’s Vineyard.