Opinion

Memories of kid walkabouts downtown.

Fast times and otherwise at the 2025 Montauk Turkey Trot.

In retirement I have discovered a way to make my cherished old blue jeans new again.

It’s nice to be paying less at the pump, but, once again, South Forkers are feeling the gouge, and can expect to keep on paying more than $4 a gallon for regular.

Two recent events, both involving water, on nearly opposite ends of the South Fork provide a look into the future for our coastal communities, and it is not encouraging.

In the days since news of the illegal air attack that killed two men clinging to blown-up wreckage in the southern Caribbean, I have been thinking a lot about Lee Zeldin.

Looking for wisdom in parlous times.

I think of it as “the day when I had to choose between being a Jew or being a parent.”

For millions of Americans — including many on the South Fork — the need for food benefits and pantries remains high.

This Thanksgiving, we’re thankful for the moms and pops who keep the lights on all winter. It’s a community service.

I wonder what humankind might turn to now that the already shallow credibility of the internet is draining away to nothing.

Chocolate sundae pie is a rigorous test of culinary skills, and for every 10 times I’ve produced one, I’ve succeeded perhaps twice.

I do hate birthdays on the one hand: Who wants to be another year closer to death? But on the other hand, I love ’em.

How dispiriting to hear our president implicitly condone Crown Prince Mohammed bin Salman’s sanctioning of the 2018 murder and dismembering of Jamal Khashoggi, a Saudi journalist who reported for The Washington Post.

The Buffalo Bills: a fan’s notes.

Hiking the Paumanok Path is a wonderful experience, as you set foot in places you never would have gone otherwise.

Before the end of the year, Gov. Kathy Hochul will decide the fate of hundreds of thousands of horseshoe crabs.

A standing-room-only crowd gath­ered at Calvary Baptist Church Sunday for the pastoral installation of a new leader, the Rev. Trevon C. Fergerson.

The key to picking cranberries is to think about other things, let the mind drift, and let the hands do the work.

An eventful final meet of the season at Sunken Meadow State Park sends four Whalers to the state cross-country championships.

What’s different now is what happened to photovoltaics — the steady decline in the price of panels.

Eelgrass has disappeared and warmer water has brought a certain parasite, but there is some hope.

In the spirit of The Old Farmer’s Almanac, here are a few winterizing suggestions of our own for the homeowners and homesteaders of Old Bonac.

Sometimes I have these memory visions in which I recapture for a moment very clearly the feeling of stability and permanence of American life in the late 20th century.

The success of Netflix’s “A House of Dynamite,” about the 18 minutes preceding the destruction of Chicago in a nuclear attack, has renewed discussion about the profound danger of nuclear war.

Residents should pay attention to an ongoing discussion of millions in school district spending aimed at improving its buildings and sports facilities.

Adventures in stinking up the place.

It can happen here: Increasing concern over the growing suppression of Georgia’s independent media.

Perhaps the American public has had enough of extremism and grossness, callousness and vengeance.

Ongoing federal budget cuts for drug treatment undermine the White House’s public statements on tariffs supposedly related to fentanyl.