Opinion

Only about a month remains in the village’s leaf-pickup program, and at this rate there will be nothing much to suck up.

L.A. story: eternal gratitude to that West Hollywood art house cinema for an introduction to Krzysztof Kieslowski’s “Dekalog.”

Builders seem driven by an investment mind-set, one that dismisses any sense of continuity and community scale in favor of more bedrooms, more square footage, and more amenities. Now a cross-section of East Hampton residents is demanding new limits.

How Fred Yardley and the lifeguards of Main Beach pioneered the best way to body surf.

You know you are a child of the 1970s when . . .

Ann Welker for County Legislature has been a strong advocate for the environment. For county executive, Ed Romaine should be a steady hand.

It was a homecoming win all the more memorable for the fact that its attainment was the players’ gift to their coach and a gift to themselves.

Sea water temperature is projected to rise by .05 to .5 degrees Celsius per decade, with warming expected to be amplified in shallow coastal waters like ours.

Kathee Burke-Gonzalez will probably cruise into the supervisor’s office, David Lys will most likely hold onto his spot on the town board, and Tom Flight is the standout among the other candidates. But to provide constructive dissent, the G.O.P. must step up its game.

The adventures, follies, and disequilibrium of running on a treadmill.

David Filer can help guide Town Justice Court over the next four years as the community continues to change. For town trustee, two new faces in particular, Celia Josephson and Patrice Dalton, deserve election.

I’d been looking forward to Cormaria’s “Sunday supper” takeout offering for weeks.

Israel is in an impossible position following the atrocities committed by Hamas on Oct. 7.

Our community needs to be educated about what’s here or coming down the pike: Many trees are in trouble.

My friend and I are stuck in something of a creative bind at midcareer, looking around and wondering where the community went.

Amid a fuss about whether or not a certain restaurant should be allowed to paint its facade the way it wants, one key idea may be overshadowed: the essential role the members of a community’s appointed boards play in maintaining a sense of place at a time of great development pressure.

I am reminded of an exhibition the Israeli Tennis Centers, just about all of which were said to be located in underprivileged Israeli neighborhoods, gave a half-dozen years ago at the East Hampton Indoor Tennis Club that Scott Rubenstein manages.

Cerberus and I had the crossing to Old Saybrook to ourselves. I could stand a year of Octobers, I thought.

Though county government can seem at a distance from the needs of the South Fork, we depend on it for a range of services, from environmental protection to keeping harbor inlets navigable.

The dysfunction in Washington cannot prevent us from meeting our responsibilities as a world leader. Congress must put aside petty squabbles and rise to the occasion to provide proper funding for Israel and ensure we’re combating antisemitism, Islamophobia, and all forms of hate here at home.

We are either cynical or naive by nature. I believe this to be true.

When reviewing requests to bend the rules, the zoning board of appeals and planning board are at a crossroads pitting verbal assurances against long-term effects.

Gubbins is back and I have a pair of bright, shiny new Asics sneakers on to celebrate the sports store’s return.

When was the last time you saw the tail of a white-tailed deer? They no longer seem to care about the human presence at all.

If you’re questioning the sanity of spending time in front of a television watching professional football, read on.

Members of the East Hampton Town Board have been doing the right thing by holding discussions about the design of a new senior citizens center. It is important that they are as public as can be about what the center will offer.

It says “Forever” on our stamps, and we say we live in the UNITED States, but I wonder. East Hamptoners, though, give me hope.

The Star last week called it Sammy’s Beach, on Three Mile Harbor, when, in fact, the correct name is Sammis, as in the local family that lived there.

When a campus visit becomes an urban tasting tour that smacks the complacency out of your mouth.

East Hampton can begin to see what the C.P.F. water quality money can go to, and that it could very well make a difference.