My child-rearing days long behind me, when my son asked me to watch my 16-month-old granddaughter for a few days I wondered if I still had it in me.

Regarding the proposed South Fork Wind Farm off Montauk, I’d like to suggest a couple of basic principles that I think people of good will can accept.

A look at life outside the ring with Rocky Graziano, the last of the greats of boxing’s golden age.

Ah, the pleasure and utility of an impish digital doppelganger.

A LIPA trustee puzzles over Assemblyman Fred Thiele’s withdrawal of his support for the South Fork Wind Farm project off Montauk.

A flooded basement and an imperiled comic book collection transport our correspondent back to Rockaway Beach circa 1965.

Parallel universes used to be the province of science fiction, but they, like time travel, may provide a mode of personality change for members of societies that crop up across time and space in the wake of discoveries in the Large Hadron Collider.

The arduous grind to provide reasonable housing at reasonable rents for East Hampton’s labor-force families was thwarted three years ago by a complaint from the board of the Wainscott School. Now it’s on the front burner again. Let’s not blow it.

It’s easy to say that Namibia is “a land that time forgot,” or even “a people that time forgot.” But millenniums ago, the Khoisan learned and adopted a way of life that served them well.

A couple of weeks passed by in Mango-less agony, but nobody responded to the posters. Maybe people thought they were too cute to deface by tearing off one of the little phone number strips.

Facebook can feel like some latter-day secular religious system. There are consequences if we don’t go along, don’t join the throng of devotees. We can be separated out into a wilderness of vague religious remembrance.

Let’s speculate on which of the surplus population of filmed versions of his immortal classic “A Christmas Carol” Charles Dickens might have liked best. So, take my hand and you will be upheld in more than this!

The holiday season in a war zone, 50 years ago this month. We were separated from those we loved and detached from the daily events in American life that would make 1968 the most tumultuous year in recent American history.