The Mast-Head: Crossing the Sound
Cerberus and I had the crossing to Old Saybrook to ourselves. I could stand a year of Octobers, I thought.
Cerberus and I had the crossing to Old Saybrook to ourselves. I could stand a year of Octobers, I thought.
My friend and I are stuck in something of a creative bind at midcareer, looking around and wondering where the community went.
I’d been looking forward to Cormaria’s “Sunday supper” takeout offering for weeks.
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.
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