Opinion
I turned 70 on March 6. The event passed painlessly. We were staying in a desert-side house near Santa Fe, and good friends arrived for dinner to offer their congratulations and commiserations.
In 1969 I moved to the Vineyard from California. In those days when I wanted to revisit my family out west I drove across country with my two dogs and constant companions, Shoes and Mantis.
The scarcity of affordable housing on Martha’s Vineyard is nothing new, but as the Gazette reported in a story earlier this month, the situation seemed to reach a new level of urgency this summer.
The geese are on the move, filling our ears with their noisy clatter overhead and our senses with the season at hand.
In reading Mark Lovewell’s article on sea chanties and the musicians, I could not overlook the omission of Artie Look, a very talented self-taught musician who played the piano accordion and harmonica simultaneously.
As the President and his family settle into their August vacation, I wanted to share my observations about the President’s visit to South Road last