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The answer, which resulted from a minimal amount of digging through our hoary files downstairs, was close at hand

I went to cross over from “the Hamptons” into the Shinnecock Nation
Arvel Bird playing violin at the Shinnecock Powwow Joanne Pilgrim photos
Joanne Pilgrim
Joanne Pilgrim

One might even say that the idea of journalism as the first draft of history is nothing more than a chapter of history itself

Something always comes up

Cleansed, ready to begin anew

The air is crisp, the fields are voluminous, the ocean is warm, the leaves transform into every shade from fiery red to canary yellow

Intellectual honesty continues to be the reporter’s credo

Early European visitors observed that the native people cooked meat with the fruit that grew wild on these shores

I marvel at the profane, embattled creature I was the other day on the tennis court

Every summer at the end of August, Shoe Inn has a warehouse sale