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“Stop the car,” Bess cried, “I’m going to give them what for.”

The deep-breathing exercises, not to mention the “letting go,” just weren’t on the agenda last weekend.

I will become, with the bright, shiny utensils Johnna and Wally gave us, a man of parts when it comes to barbecuing

When I say pursued, I’m not kidding

The outdoor shower, that blessed sanctuary among the trees and birds and light

An increasing number of rentals were now listed online for short-term vacations — as on our own South Fork

I found myself musing on what the members of extended families mean to each other

The epicenter for those learning the lifesaving skill of cardiopulmonary resuscitation

Genuine Montaukers are a breed apart

I am fascinated by those who develop passions for whatever it is and pursue them