Rolling Stone is for sale. Not that I have looked at it in years. It was and is a magazine primarily for young men. There was a time, though, when I read it religiously. On my way to the stacks in my college library, I was often waylaid at the periodicals section for hours as I studied the magazine. READ
In January 2004, a headline in The Suffolk Times caught my attention: “Eight Degrees – eight Pups.” Under the headline was a picture of a dog nursing her litter of puppies. The photo was captioned: “Amazing Grace, a story of survival and resilience.” READ
The diagnosis defied logic.
Sure, there had been some chest pain and difficulty breathing. But the dreaded “C” word? Couldn’t be. READ
After the Nov. 4 massacre in Sutherland Springs, Texas, a number of media sites had headlines and stories constructed around this horrible truth: Two of the most murderous mass shootings in modern American history happened just 35 days apart. READ
Her name was Meghan. She had seen an article about how I was traveling the states in search of stories of kindness and reached out to me via Facebook to offer me a place to stay. READ
Earlier this month, Vineyard 48 temporarily lost its winery license, forcing the Route 48 operation to close its dance club — I mean tasting room. READ
I’m writing regarding the problem of extreme traffic congestion on both our roads during the fall (pumpkin) season. On one hand, it’s great to see one of our local merchants (in this case Harbes) doing so well, and it’s also nice to see that so many non-local folks want to share in some of the charms of what we experience here on the North Fork.
I’ve never formally committed to any boycott.
It’s a word that gets tossed around whenever one segment of society feels slighted for whatever reason, some justified, some not so much. READ