Lloyd Raleigh is bent double , trying to negotiate his way through a dense thicket of catbriar in the moist wetands of Brookside Farm. As thorns entangle his jacket, a soup of leaf mold and sphagnum moss sucks his boots deeper into the mud.

“I kind of like this spot,” he says. “It tells us a lot about the land.”

Not Quite a Riot

From Gazette editions of May, 1960:

PANTRY WRAP

Editors, Vineyard Gazette:

The Island Food Pantry has had anther record year, including a record 174 visits in one week in March, a record income of $81,235 and a record $70,096 in food expenditures.

When my aunt approached a toll booth, handed the toll-taker a fresh Kleenex and blew her nose in a five dollar bill, we knew she was a bit distracted. She often used the wrong word to describe something, and once, in a conversation about china at a dinner party, proved her point by flipping over a full plate, scattering potatoes, beans and lamb, as well as her tablemate.

Clarifying the Record

Editors, Vineyard Gazette:

The following is a copy of a letter sent to state historic preservation officers in Massachusetts, Rhode Island, Delaware, Maryland, New Jersey and New York from the chairman of the National Advisory Council on Historic Preservation:

Scorched Earth

From the wide, grassy sweep of Katama Plains to the rolling wooded hills of the north shore, the charred smell of smoke hung in the air throughout March and April this year in many of the Island’s outlying places.