Opinion

Sometimes all you want in life is a little something that makes you happy, tiny tweaks to public spaces that would make your life better. Are you listening, State Highway Department or Department of Public Works?

When holiday protocol is violated.

The town restrooms are a big problem.

To live a protected life is to know too little. It’s a segregation of the mind bounded by proscribed language.

You may have been a teenager in the 1980s if . . .

With the estimated costs of the plans for a new senior citizens center in Amagansett made public for the first time recently, it’s hard not to question whether the chosen design is the best one for the money.

I have vowed while breath is still in me not to be such an a-hole on the tennis court, to be charitable when it comes to my partners and opponents.

Early darkness and the bell music from the Presbyterian Church make me think of my grandmother, who lived just up the driveway from the Star office.

Present-day ideas about land rights on the East End can be traced back to the English, who set out their plantations on the Island in the middle of the 17th century, and it is illuminating to see what laws came first.

The incoming East Hampton Town Board has a opportunity to make local government better in the form of filling a vacancy created by Councilwoman Kathee Burke-Gonzalez moving to the supervisor’s post.

I had a photo of myself smiling and holding a can of Spam at an otherwise unoccupied candlelit dining table sent to our eldest daughter’s house in Perrysburg, Ohio, where most everyone in our family had gathered for Thanksgiving.

’Tis the season to be jolly, whether you like it or not, and East Hampton’s overheated (and occasionally silly) civic discourse on holiday lights has arrived right on time.