Jack Graves
Well at least the president didn’t claim the enemy of the people misquoted him — he had, in fact, misquoted himself, he said, when it came to Russia’s meddling on his electoral behalf.
Christopher Walsh
Chill out, give thanks, I wrote, from Brooklyn, in a typically mawkish letter to The Star eight years ago.
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On a recent evening drive on Scuttlehole Road in Bridgehampton, we noticed a woman in an imported sedan drop what appeared to be a cigarette butt out of her car window.
In the sterile, dry gulch of corporate retail that has become the East Hampton Village business district, the East Hampton Chamber of Commerce’s ongoing push for a once-a-week farmers and makers market should be a priority, if for only one reason: It would provide a valuable outlet for local residents, whether in agriculture, handcrafts, or wellness products, to sell to their friends and neighbors while bettering their bottom lines.
Word was out. More than 100 boats rocked on the water east and north of Montauk Point on Saturday morning, most, as best we could tell, seeking the trophy-size striped bass that suddenly appeared here in the preceding days.
Helen S. Rattray
Call it an addiction, but I’ve been bereft this week without The New York Times. I have had a copy delivered to my door pretty much every day of my adult life, but suddenly it has ceased to appear.
David E. Rattray
High tide came late on Friday, late enough that no one was awake or on the beach when my old, red kayak floated away. It was my fault, really.