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I haven’t been to Block Island in a relatively long time, but I think it is fair to still call it idyllic

“. . . one nation, indivisible, with equality and fraternity for all”

A seven-and-a-half-day tour more than 175 years ago from Westbury to Montauk and back

Some among our group of picnickers assumed the end was nigh

Our extraordinary military might ought to have made us humble, and yet it seems the opposite has occurred


It was an astonishingly beautiful thing

“That’s where the Chinese-red American Flyer bicycle was on Christmas morning.”

Back where I always wanted to be

We are, as the proverb would have it, definitely living in interesting times