The Family of Edwin DeVries Vanderhoop (March 31, 1926 - Jan. 16, 2013) wishes to extend our deepest gratitude for the loving support, care and thoughtful final honors and tributes that were provided to our father and grandfather. There were so many acts of kindness by a great number of individuals that we regret our lack of ability to name all of you. Please know that every kindness, no matter how big or small, was gratefully and humbly accepted and have been appreciated by all of us.

In 2003, almost 40 years after the non-event, the incident that never happened, it was revealed with no apparent remorse or shame that our government had lied to us about the Gulf of Tonkin and the fabricated attack on our Navy, which served as justification for our ensuing invasion and brutal slaughter of over two million Vietnamese. Two million people standing in a line would extend 1,500 miles along the entire eastern coast from Maine to Florida.

From the Vineyard Gazette editions of March, 1968: The sale of the Dunroving Ranch property at Menemsha was announced this week. The property includes 200 acres with several dwelling houses and about two-thirds of Prospect Hill. One of the Dunroving houses is the lovely old Cape Cod type farmhouse owned by Capt. Richard Flanders who, in the period of 1831 to 1861, was master of the whaleships Endeavor, Lucas, Almira, India and Falcon. The late Elmer J.

They come for the sun, sea and rich plankton that occurs in the ocean waters around the Island. This is the season when North Atlantic right whales migrate north to Cape Cod from their wintering grounds off Florida and Georgia. Last month eight of the endangered marine mammals were spotted near the Vineyard and Nantucket. Six were seen from the air swimming between the two Islands; the other two were seen south of Nantucket. Then early this week, twenty whales were seen swimming in the Atlantic Ocean off South Beach in Edgartown.

The ferries can sometimes can be the best indicator of life on the Vineyard, and certainly this was true last Friday when outgoing boats were jammed to the gunwales with children and adults of every description. Standby lines resembled an August day minus the tourists. A visitor from another country might well have concluded that some strange plague had descended and Islanders were fleeing for their lives.