Don’t sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me. The World War Two-era song sung famously by the Andrews Sisters sounds a little dated but the...
There is a field across the way
Where dandelions bloom in May.
Like Flanders field, where hopes fly
And dreams too often come to die,
The flowers dot...
Last week, I drove to Lambert’s Cove Beach for a late-afternoon walk with my dog. I had my purse with me, so I locked the car and stuck the key in my...
The recent letter from W.R. Deeble prompts me to respond to the allegations that Republicans, Fox News, talk show hosts and we poor, misguided fools...
For viewers this summer, gavel-to-gavel coverage of Island government meetings, high school sports and an eclectic array of original programming may...