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.
Though county government can seem at a distance from the needs of the South Fork, we depend on it for a range of services, from environmental protection to keeping harbor inlets navigable.
The dysfunction in Washington cannot prevent us from meeting our responsibilities as a world leader. Congress must put aside petty squabbles and rise to the occasion to provide proper funding for Israel and ensure we’re combating antisemitism, Islamophobia, and all forms of hate here at home.
We are either cynical or naive by nature. I believe this to be true.
When reviewing requests to bend the rules, the zoning board of appeals and planning board are at a crossroads pitting verbal assurances against long-term effects.
Gubbins is back and I have a pair of bright, shiny new Asics sneakers on to celebrate the sports store’s return.
When was the last time you saw the tail of a white-tailed deer? They no longer seem to care about the human presence at all.
If you’re questioning the sanity of spending time in front of a television watching professional football, read on.
Members of the East Hampton Town Board have been doing the right thing by holding discussions about the design of a new senior citizens center. It is important that they are as public as can be about what the center will offer.
It says “Forever” on our stamps, and we say we live in the UNITED States, but I wonder. East Hamptoners, though, give me hope.
The Star last week called it Sammy’s Beach, on Three Mile Harbor, when, in fact, the correct name is Sammis, as in the local family that lived there.
When a campus visit becomes an urban tasting tour that smacks the complacency out of your mouth.
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