Two men driving on Springs-Fireplace Road in Springs without valid licenses were charged over the weekend with felony driving while intoxicated. Each has previously been convicted of the crime.

Southampton Town’s purchase of 1.25 acres in Sag Harbor Village that is to become the John Steinbeck Waterfront Park was finalized on July 24 and later that day the public got its first look at conceptual plans for the park.

“The Youth Climate Movement Could Save the Planet,” on Monday at 7 p.m., will be the first in the 2019 Hamptons Institute series of topical panel discussions at Guild Hall in East Hampton.

The family of Erika Bueno, an East Hampton High School student who died Monday, is raising money to pay for her funeral, and the school has provided counselors for peers who are affected by her death.

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Elizabeth Halliday and Roderic Randolph Richardson were married last Thursday. The barefoot wedding took place in the water, along the foreshore of Havens Beach in Sag Harbor. Kathleen Mulcahy, the newly elected mayor of Sag Harbor and longtime friend of the groom, officiated, her first such wedding.

The family of an 11-year-old boy from Eagan, Minn., accidentally him left behind at Main Beach on the evening of July 23. The boy’s father phoned police just after 8 p.m. when he realized he had left the boy at the beach.

When Jack Perna began working in the Montauk School District, the price of gas was around 39 cents per gallon and a slice of pizza cost about 35 cents. The year was 1973.

Camp Shakespeare

The Hamptons Shakespeare Festival’s Camp Shakespeare, a theater arts program for ages 8 to 15, will celebrate its 20th season when it gets under way on Monday in Amagansett.

Barbara Curran, a retired teacher of English at Lehman College in the Bronx who helped the school found a campus in Hiroshima, died of pneumonia on July 14 at her home in Jensen Beach, Fla. The longtime summer resident of Wainscott was 85.

Frederick W. Ritz, a lifelong resident of Bridgehampton who owned a tree service company and an insurance company and volunteered with the local ambulance corps, died of complications of a stroke on July 18 at Quiogue’s Kanas Center for Hospice Care. He was 85.

Brian J. King of East Hampton, a self-employed handyman who could fix almost any broken-down bicycle or lawnmower, died of cardiac arrest on Pantigo Road in East Hampton Village on July 22, while driving his truck. He was 68, and had been diagnosed with cancer three months before.

Family and friends of Audra Schutte Balcuns will gather for a celebration of her life at the American Legion Hall in Amagansett on Saturday. The reception will be from 2 to 5 p.m., and those who knew her have been invited to drop in anytime, her brother, Patrick Schutte, said.

A celebration of the life of Maureen Wikane will be held on Sunday from 3 to 5 p.m. at the Eleanor Whitmore Early Childhood Center in East Hampton, where she was the administrative director. Ms. Wikane, who was 71, died of pancreatic cancer on June 18.

Throughout August, Bay Street is offering a variety of one-day theater classes every day of the week dedicated to nurturing teenage talent.

The Montauk Lighthouse will undergo repair beginning this summer and major restoration of its protective seawall is to begin in the fall. These are costly endeavors — more than $1 million for the tower and $24 million for the stonework — but in the minds of many, well worth it.

Town and county officials are going to have a difficult time convincing anyone that the cause of a rash of earaches and other infections among people who surf and swim at Ditch Plain has been caused by anything other than wastewater effluent from the adjacent mobile home park.

Using the word “resource” to describe the East Hampton Library doesn’t do it justice.

The woman’s wedding ring was out there, somewhere in the sand. Her husband thought he had a pretty good idea where, but it was not to be.

Worn out, the worse for wear, working for The Star and longshoring on the side in the sweet summertime, it has really, finally become apparent: I’m not a young man.