Opinion

Village officials should be prepared for scrutiny regarding the 18th-century house on Main Street that had until recently been home to the East Hampton Historical Society.

The town board’s discussion of a planned center for senior citizens took an important turn last week when the question arose of whether the $28 million project could also provide badly needed emergency shelter space.

From where I sit with a view of Main Street, two things about this summer strike me: the numerous westbound traffic backups and the people peering in The Star’s front windows.

The addicting thing about Disney World is that it is as complex and elaborate an alternate reality as a video-game artificial universe like World of Warcraft or Legend of Zelda.

When insects attack.

It’s hard to forget the surprising togetherness and making-do of New Yorkers plunged into darkness in the worst power outage in American history.

Seven curious, smart, spirited high school students have been taking part in our Star Summer Academy these last two weeks, learning what it takes to become a newspaper reporter.

Our roads are more dangerous now than ever before. There are more cars, and an explosion in popularity of e-bikes and powered scooters demands that local officials act swiftly to reduce the danger.

And it was not even particularly good coffee.

Notes from the East Hampton Library’s Authors Night.

It seems we must plead with beachgoers to stop leaving giant bags of garbage and other bulky discards in the general vicinity of the trash cans at the beach.

Fifty Augusts ago, you’d have seen a lot more sailboats and power boats, and more water skiers, if you went down to Gardiner’s Bay to do a head count.

A Joe Jonas sighting conjures Disney’s immortal “Camp Rock 2: The Final Jam” — and a sleepaway camp reverie.

I am a single, cisgender female, American of African descent, of a certain age, with no children or a partner. And I matter.

After Health and Human Services put a rule in place to safeguard reproductive health information, Senator Vance was among those in Congress who wrote to the department’s secretary stating their opposition. And he didn’t stop there.

What’s a waterlogged parent or host to do to keep the troops entertained? Here are a few destinations to brighten a rainy day.

As this wild blackberry season looks to be a good one, please note that making jam is not as intimidating as it sounds.

The older I get, the more I appreciate the power of beauty. The faces of the old Hollywood stars.

A recent collapse of a turbine blade at the Vineyard Wind offshore site was spectacular, but what should it mean for the wind-power industry as a whole?

Never mind the bluster. That’s entertainment.

In 2013 I was obsessed with being an Authors Night author in support of the East Hampton Library. Here’s an inside-the-tent look at the Hamptons’ ultimate book party and benefit.

The cancellation of this year’s Fisherman’s Fair, for many decades a banner day in Springs, is blamed on Health Department food prep regulations. It seems the letter of the law has trampled the spirit of the law. 

I cannot remember the last time the full set of window screens went up at the Star office. There simply are too few flying insects around anymore to bother.

I’m a single mom with two teenagers. Let’s discuss.

There was good electoral news out of France, and then England, and now, with Kamala Harris ascending to the top of the ticket, Democrats in this country have something to cheer about.

Just when you needed an emphatic voice on the side of sanity, here comes Billy Bragg.

Now that I am an octogenarian, my sense of risk increases at every turn. At the same time, I have gained an understanding of vulnerability as a character trait that allows me to be more open to what the world may offer.

Two stories about good Samaritans in this week's paper and another heard around the office serve as reminders to heartily thank the lifesavers, first responders, and CPR trainers among us.

Waiting on a new diesel engine for Cerberus, my sailboat. And then waiting some more.

Goodbye to a wonderful citizen who, faithfully, week in and week out, wrote hundreds of letters to the editor of his local paper.