East Hampton High’s girls basketball team had a chance to win a second game this season — an unheard of feat in recent years — versus hitherto-winless Wyandanch here Saturday, but, in the end, it was not to be.
When, after defeating Hampton Bays 36-33 in a nonleague high school girls basketball game Friday, Krista Brooks’s players leaped up and down in euphoric glee, she didn’t quite understand. Newly returned to coaching, Brooks hadn’t been aware of the losing streak.
Here we are starting a new year and who knows where it will take us? I’ve been an optimist all of my life and I don’t know why. Was it because I was born at home and attended to by Dr. Luce of Riverhead who made more house calls than he had office visits?
Dan Farnham, who recently was named as the Old Montauk Athletic Club’s male athlete of the year, winces when you repeat to him Caroline Cashin’s declaration that he is the best mountain biker out here.
Last Thursday was a rather blustery, chilly day mixed with intermittent rain. The dampness ran through my many layers of clothes and ultimately my body as I rummaged around in my garage securing my fishing tackle and gear for what would likely be my final fishing trip of 2018 the following morning out of Montauk.
A feather is a heck of a thing. Yankee Doodle stuck one in his cap and called it “macaroni” almost three centuries ago. Native Americans used feathers at the end of the arrows to make them go straighter when launched from the bow. Feathers are used far and wide and during the kill-for-plumes era here in America, several plume bearers such as the egrets almost became extinct, which led to the Migratory Bird Treaty Act of 1918 in the United States, which banned almost all forms of plume hunting.