Opinion
Imagine my disappointment when I arrived at the West Tisbury Farmers’ Market on June 28.
A favorite diversion of Vineyard summers has been the listing of states represented by automobile license plates.
In 2009 I had a stroke and was brought to the Martha’s Vineyard Hospital.
Years ago, every front page of the Gazette had news about the Martha’s Vineyard Hospital.
It was a glorious four-day holiday weekend, blessedly and astonishingly free of major incident.
n late 1969 I drew a high 303 in the Selective Service pool, which meant I was not going to be drafted to fight in the war in Viet Nam.