Opinion
Last night I drove home from a trip off-Island through heavy holiday rush hour traffic.
On Dec. 26, Archbishop Desmond Tutu died at age 90 in Cape Town, South Africa. He was a giant of human rights, and an inspiration to me.
It was a dark morning, unusually dark, even for December, because it was cloudy, and a keen and searching wind blew shivery snowflakes out of the northeast in ever-increasing numbers.
On Christmas Eve the sky was clear for Santa and for his reindeer.
I’ve been a gleaner for nearly a dozen years. It’s not a big deal. I pick veggies local farmers don’t need or want.
The critical need for affordable housing on Martha’s Vineyard is by now beyond dispute. But how to solve this pressing problem needs all the careful consideration and collective good faith the Island can muster.