“Without some understanding of Puritanism, and that at its source, there is no understanding of America,” Perry Miller said in the foreword to “The American Puritans: Their Prose and Poetry,” a little book I’ve long had around, but have, until now, never read.
My close friend Lisa sobbed in the doorway of her apartment last Wednesday night, and the only sustenance I could offer her was a warm embrace and some of my mother-in-law’s homemade chili. Even so, it felt inadequate and I started to cry, too. The chili was hot and hearty, but we, distraught over the death of a friend, could barely taste it.
A new vigil for social change takes shape at the windmill in Sag Harbor. It meets every Friday.
The Baker House 1650 in East Hampton Village will give book lovers a chance to hobnob with six novelists as part of a weekend getaway package from Friday, Feb. 28, to March 1.
