Author Bios

Articles by this author:

  • Although I have been known to carry on about how wonderful it is to live in a house that has been in the family for generations, and to answer proudly that “it came with the house” when someone asks about the provenance of some object or other, the other side of this seeming attachment to history and old things is, simply put, a deep-seated resistance to change.
  • At a gathering this week, a longtime friend asked a question that pretty much everyone I know seems to be facing lately, as we all think about downsizing and decluttering: What in the world are we going to do with all of these books?
  • On Saturday, the East Hampton Historical Society celebrated the arrival of the Hedges-Edwards barn at Mulford Farm, where it is, we hope and expect, to remain forever and ever.
  • Shelter Islanders seem to somehow carry with them a sense of place that sets them apart. Have you noticed that?
  • At this time of the year, my yard is awash in yellow flowers. I’ve never known exactly what they are — or if someone once did identify them for me, I’ve forgotten — but they look a bit like hardy buttercups. They create a bright, sunny carpet that covers the entire lawn, on all sides of our old house in East Hampton Village.
  • A funeral service last weekend, and the reception afterward, seemed the embodiment of community.
  • A quote from Thomas Jefferson, which has been pinned to the bulletin board over my computer at The Star for as long as I can remember, defines journalism as essential to the well-being of the American citizenry. Here are Jefferson’s words:
  • Kirsten Gillibrand and Elizabeth Warren are my kind of candidates.
  • We are in a funny place right now, having moved back home to East Hampton after a medical sojourn in Massachusetts, but not quite able to properly settle into our old ways, because while we were away much of the house was painted, and things are still at sixes and sevens, boxes piled on the sunroom table, furniture askew.

Blogs by this author: