It was the right thing to do.

This past April we sold our primary residence outside of Boston and moved the proverbial lock, stock and what seemed like 47 barrels to Vineyard Haven. At the same time, we told friends that we also intended to sell the house we’ve had in Menemsha for 24 years. We decided it was time to live permanently on this Island. But the only way we could seriously entertain that notion was to live within walking distance of a town that breathed life more than four months of the year.