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Primary Matters

If Democratic voters do not bounce the supervisor from the ballot, we can expect months more tension until the general election in November or even until 2022.

Jun 10, 2021
The Mast-Head: Blower Talk

It is hard to know how well the point got across Tuesday evening after work, when I tried to explain — in Spanish — East Hampton Village’s leaf blower law to a nice young man using one to tidy up the driveway behind The Star.

Jun 10, 2021
The Shipwreck Rose: Ring-a-Ding-Ding

Where have all the parties gone?

Jun 10, 2021
Conduct Unbecoming a Town Board

Tuesday’s flare-up among members of the East Hampton Town Board was unusual only in its intensity; sadly, we have gotten used to a certain level of steam when the group gets together.

Jun 2, 2021
Gristmill: Say It Ain’t So, Osaka

Naomi Osaka first said that she’d be absenting herself from media interviews at the French Open, and then promptly passed on the whole shebang. Wringing of hands ensued.

Jun 2, 2021
Guestwords: The High Way of History

I read the sign’s words out loud: “Grand Army of the Republic Highway,” adding, “I love that about America. You’re never far from our history, and we’re still fighting the Civil War.”

Jun 2, 2021
Point of View: A Spring Morning

I was telling Mary that I’d dreamed of a former boss dressed in a Santa suit, and she asked if I’d asked for a raise. Dream on, I said.

Jun 2, 2021
Report From Gucci Gulch

A confluence of events on the retail scene has many people in and around East Hampton talking about what exactly is the nature of this community.

Jun 2, 2021
The Mast-Head: Early Mornings

Lately I have been leaving the house early to get to the office by 6 to write before the distractions of the day begin.

Jun 2, 2021
The Shipwreck Rose: Old Glory

I may have mentioned this before, but I enjoy walking in the middle of the road.

Jun 2, 2021
Guestwords: A Question for Gardeners

Why do so many men of a certain age suddenly take up gardening?

May 27, 2021
Gristmill: There Is a There There

Patchogue: Good for more than just thrift stores.

May 26, 2021
Point of View: Camera Lost, Story Found

Spring was in the air, and so, evidently, was my head, for I had no idea until the middle of the following day that I had left my camera behind at Mashashimuet Park’s diamond.

May 26, 2021
The Mast-Head: Village on a Tear

East Hampton Village officials have been exceedingly busy in sprucing up the business district. But to what end?

May 26, 2021
The Shipwreck Rose: Money to Burn

I was surprised, when I lived in rural Canada, to discover that not everyone in the Western world owns as much stuff as Americans do.

May 26, 2021
They’re Doing What to Newtown Lane!?

Of all the dumb things that the newest members of the East Hampton Village Board have thought of so far in their term, reducing Newtown Lane to one lane eastbound, that is, toward Main Street, may be the topper.

May 26, 2021
Time to Take Builders’ Ads Off the Roadsides

Readers of this newspaper may know that we have a thing about signs. The South Fork villages and East Hampton Town have fairly rigorous laws regulating their size, placement, and illumination.

May 26, 2021
Balloon Ban Should Be One Step of Many

East Hampton Town could once again set an example in banning balloons, but is it going a step too far?

May 19, 2021
Gristmill: Tax Daze

May 17: Maybe that can be another “new normal.” It’d be good to get Tax Day a bit away from a risen Christ and the Easter Bunny.

May 19, 2021
Guestwords: The Lone Ranger Faces Life

One summer evening in 1943 I ran to Dad with a big request: It was time for a Daisy air rifle.

May 19, 2021
Point of View: It’s Geek to Me

I probably should buy “Computers for Dummies,” but, given all the advances, it might be antiquated already.

May 19, 2021
The Mast-Head: In Praise of Dandelions

The second round of dandelions has begun. Their bright yellow heads are close to the ground for the moment, as the seed puffs bob, waiting for a gust of wind.

May 19, 2021
The Shipwreck Rose: Drinking the Espresso

It’s hard to remember what it felt like to walk around light and airy, believing that the world was getting better every passing year — rather than walking around as I do these days, with the chronic, sciatic understanding that everything is going to hell in a handbasket.

May 19, 2021
What the Parking App Won’t Tell You

This week, East Hampton Village and the Village of Sag Harbor both implemented a pay-for-parking system that required users to download a smartphone app. This seems a lot to ask of both residents and visitors alike.

May 19, 2021
Goodbye to the Kind-Of Quiet Skies

Even in a slow year, there were 12,500 flights in or out of the airport — an astonishing number in itself that should tell you that our kind-of quiet skies are about to get a whole lot louder as Covid-19 restrictions ease.

May 12, 2021
Gristmill: Big Night

The high school prom: fun or fraught?

May 12, 2021
Guestwords: She Ordered Pistachio

Memories of heavenly dates at Jahn’s Ice Cream Parlor in Queens trigger thoughts of the recent loss of Scoop du Jour here in East Hampton.

May 12, 2021
Point of View: Things Are Looking Up

While it would be nice to write off all state income and property taxes, as we used to, I’m willing to stand the gaff if it means that President Biden’s broad spending plan will pass. The New York legislators who have said they won’t vote for the bill if our state income and property tax write-offs remain capped at $10,000, should abandon that stand in favor of the greater good.

May 12, 2021
School District Elections for Boards and Budgets

School district elections are Tuesday, and we encourage residents to take part. While there is a dearth of contested school board races, important ballot measures are proposed in Springs, Sagaponack, Sag Harbor, Montauk, and Amagansett.

May 12, 2021
The Mast-Head: Nature’s Alarm

I had a feeling that Tuesday morning was going to be weird. When Weasel, the Lab mix, rousted me around 4:30 to go outside, the peeper frogs in the swamp were especially worked up and a whippoorwill sang from a tree in the driveway so close that I could hear a clicking he made between choruses. Click. Whip-poor-will. Click. I went back upstairs and put my head down on a pillow.

May 12, 2021