Opinion

From our correspondent in Pennsylvania comes a tribute to an illustrator for 50 straight years of Christmas cards that are works or art.

I am now on my second plug-in hybrid electric vehicle, at a combined gas and electric of 100 or more miles per gallon the way I drive it.

I had no Covid symptoms, but that apparently, according to what I read, wasn’t necessarily a cause for celebration.

Beginning in 2019, the so-named South Fork Commuter Connection was supposed to take a bite out of the weekday morning and afternoon “trade parade” of bumper-to-bumper work vans and delivery trucks.

A chance encounter with Dick Cavett on an East Hampton beach leads to a long-term friendship. And to Groucho.

On Boxing Day . . .

A portion of the federal Inflation Reduction Act passed in August contains hundreds of billions of dollars to move away from fossil fuel.

I read in a recent New York Press Association publication an article suggesting that journalists be more broad-minded when writing about the elderly. Six “tips” were proffered. Here are mine.

My brother, Dan, used to say that one could survive perfectly well eating nothing other than brown rice and clams.

The Ukrainian president cuts through the nonsense.

It is stunning that the Democratic Party would essentially cede the race to George Santos without doing even the most basic background research.

Buying socks was a problem here — until I noticed a bin in the menswear section at the Ladies Village Improvement Society Bargain Box.