Need to find something for the kids to do? Here are some possibilities coming up.

With an eye to the realities of remote learning, the Bridgehampton School has recently revisited its absentee policy. Previously, more than 18 absences in a given course was marked as failing that course, but the number has been raised to 30.

From the parking lot in the mall to the emergency room in the hospital, community members are showing how kindness — any time, any place, to anyone — can be a real shot in the arm during the pandemic.

Brian Callahan, a market researcher who as a youth lived on Jacqueline Drive in Amagansett's Beach Hampton, died unexpectedly at home in Hasbrouck Heights, N.J., on Feb. 12. The cause was heart failure. Mr. Callahan was 68.

The Peconic Hockey Foundation hopes to build a covered ice rink in the Riverhead area, perhaps at Calverton, that would provide youngsters on the North and South Forks with a place to play.

Recognizing that more people have been living here since last March, and that many people spend more time at home, representatives of East Hampton Town's water quality committee recommended an expansion of the town's water protection districts.

There are few, if any, absolutes in medicine. For example, the medical establishment spent years telling people that low-fat diets would lower their risk of dying, particularly by lowering high cholesterol and decreasing the risk of cardiovascular disease.

Armed with a computer, an internet connection, and a humanitarian streak, East End residents who have become adept at using New York State's website for booking Covid-19 vaccine appointments are helping others get their shots.

Paul Jones was a big-hearted, free-spirited man with a zest for life and many talents. A longtime fixture at the door of the Stephen Talkhouse, a real estate agent and entrepreneur, a violin player who also D.J.'ed, and a loving fiancé and father, Mr. Jones died of Covid-related pneumonia at Stony Brook University Hospital on Feb. 26.

John Anthony Malafronte of Settlers Landing, East Hampton, died of metastatic cancer last Thursday at Southampton Hospital. He was 87 and had been ill for only five days, his family said.

The Suffolk County Shellfish Aquaculture Lease Program, SCALP, in which up to six 10-acre parcels are leased per year, has proven controversial on the East End, with shellfish farmers and yacht clubs at odds over the use of Peconic and Gardiner's Bays.

On Tuesday at 4 p.m., East Hampton Town police responded to a domestic violence incident at the Accabonac Apartments on Accabonac Road, involving "a 49-year-old emotionally disturbed man and his parents."

The East Hampton Town Police Department has announced that school crossing guard positions are available.

It seemed suspicious to find a pickup truck and van parked in her Apaquogue Road driveway, a homeowner told police on Friday. She confronted the drivers, who told her they were at the wrong house and were leaving.

East Hampton Town police flagged down a 2018 Jeep involved minutes before in a minor hit-and-run accident near Hampton Street in Sag Harbor.

A maker of colorful and evocative ceramic sculpture, Diane Mayo was a painter before she took her first ceramics class in 1984. It would precipitate a complete transformation in her work for decades to come. Ms. Mayo, who lived and kept a studio in Montauk, died of cancer on the night of Feb. 22.

At a moment when the country may finally be emerging from the Covid-19 crisis, New Yorkers cannot risk having the state’s top elected official embroiled in a lengthy investigation.

A year into the Covid-19 pandemic in the United States, there are many lessons learned, both good and bad. No one could fully anticipate how it would play out here on Long Island, and if one were to prepare a guidebook for the future, there would be plenty to write about.

It has been some years since I pulled the iceboats out of the barn. The last time there was enough ice to sail was an early March, the third, I think. Late in the day, a friend and I took the old batwing boat out as heavy clumps of snow came down. It was as if we were sailing among stars.

There is something humorous about having launched a newspaper column of personal musings during the doldrums of a pandemic: Shall I write about how I procured a can of dolmas (stuffed Greek grape leaves) without going inside the grocery store, or shall I thrill the reader with the antics of the lone-ranger raccoon who frequents my backdoor trash bin?