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“But, Mommy, please, it’s my hair.”

Who needed a Rolodex in the era of auto-file?

Time was when there was just one gate across a driveway in the Village of East Hampton

It was only then that Mary told me she had wanted to see the hip-hop version of Alexander Hamilton

I am thankful that Cyber Monday was followed by Giving Tuesday

Crosswalks can be dangerous, particularly at night

She has begun a file for me of stories attesting to the resilience of the human spirit

Had it really come to this?

More than 400 penny and 2-cent picture postcards to and from relatives and friends

He would only be about 10 pounds, they said. “And he won’t have tusks!”