Opinion

Those doing this duty are the unsung heroes of the waterways, ridding potentially thousands of gallons of wastewater from boats from the region’s most precious resource.

It was a track athlete’s worst nightmare, and now the defending 800 meters gold medalist won’t be going to the Paris Games this summer.

The love of objects isn’t necessarily symptomatic of greed. Sometimes they become an extension of who we are, and a tangible sign of our connection to others.

On this Fourth of July, we need to say clearly that the American flag belongs to us all, not one political party, not just one person.

Joe Biden has dedicated his life to public service, but he cannot win this one. The debate of June 27 was a tipping point.

From Memorial Day to Labor Day, Americans typically consume 7 billion hot dogs.

Europeans make fun of Americans for the way we go about grinning and chirping banalities at one another, but we don’t do it because we’re all idiots, but because the smiling, nodding, and have-a-nice-day-ing are folk customs that serve a social purpose.

The New York Post and The Daily Mail seized on the Justin Timberlake D.W.I. stop to sling insults at the arresting officer — who was simply doing his job.

It’s encouraging. It’s worrying. It’s a stopover at Watkins Glen State Park.

If you were witty, she was delighted. If you were needy, she was giving. If you were aspirational, she was your number-one cheerleader. We all should be more like Mary Graves.

At the Long Lane and Stephen Hand’s intersection, should we really be shifting heavier, faster traffic there from Montauk Highway?

Time was that “Turtle Crossing” signs were seen here and there. I don’t know where they all went, but the turtles didn’t go away.

The most spectacular piece of loot ever found on the beach by a member of my family was a human hand.

The high school classes of 2024 walk across the stage in the June sunshine in the coming week, diplomas in hand and mortarboards hurled skyward and step across an invisible Rubicon into an adult future that, at this precise moment, feels uncertain at best and possibly perilous.

A court matter involving a social media celebrity and his ear-splitting muscle car resonates here, where intentionally loud cars add to the general din.

Running to “Blonde on Blonde” in its entirety.

Conservatives will accept the reality of climate change once they realize that the most effective solution is one that depends on market forces rather than government regulation.

For Mary Graves, May 25, 1952 - June 17, 2024

There are few things in this world as repulsive as bilgewater.

Who shall we nominate for the emblematic animal sensation of summer 2024?

Besides touchy, what is “local,” anyway?     

After D-Day, why did it take the Allies 11 months to make it from Normandy to Berlin, when normally it’s a day’s drive?

More than 56 years after he first wrote for this newspaper, Jack Graves will be inducted into the Long Island Journalism Hall of Fame by the Press Club of Long Island at an awards banquet in Woodbury.

“I’m happy . . . I know it may not be politically correct these days to say so, but, yes, happy, I confess.”

According to an insurance group’s study, fatal accidents at intersections dropped by almost 25 percent in cities where the use of stop-light cameras was widespread.

A proposed traffic circle at the intersection of Long Lane, Stephen Hand’s Path, and Two Holes of Water Road in East Hampton is a road sign of sorts pointing at the unintended effects of growth. 

Cerberus, my 1979 sloop, remains where I left it in October, at a marina on the Connecticut River. The plan is to get it back into the water soon.

The Justice Alito flag scandal reminds us how the Supreme Court is different and answers only to itself.

A novelistic chance meeting at a bar in Noyac triggers questions about life in the Hamptons — and triggers generally.

A last-minute trip to Belmont Park one June day in 1973 led to our correspondent witnessing a once-in-a-lifetime triumph — Secretariat’s Triple Crown.