Author Archives for allison

B.E.A.s on the Bay

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August 12, 2016 6:24 pm

For most of the seventies, my parents, Bev and Erik, drove to their buddy’s bungalow on the bay for a... Read Story


Home

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August 12, 2016 4:44 pm

In the beginning, I was a summer girl. Barefoot and blueberry lipped I sang my way through soft dunes and... Read Story


Smug Lilies

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August 12, 2016 3:57 pm

Like most people and their dreams, I abandoned mine. Although I once nearly succeeded in convincing the entire eighth grade... Read Story


On “Golden” Pond

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August 12, 2016 3:34 pm

Glitter and gold—so some gifts come wrapped. Artfully dressed to impress on the outside, declaring a king’s ransom on the... Read Story


Rarefied Air

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August 12, 2016 2:31 pm

The excitement builds even before we exit off Montauk Highway at Town Pond. We lower the windows the better to... Read Story


When I Grew Up

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August 12, 2016 12:15 pm

Wednesday afternoon I am driving home from another meeting, the same I have every week, down the same road home.... Read Story


A Few Words For Peace

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August 12, 2016 12:01 pm

In this election year it is of paramount importance that the torch is passed peacefully to the next White House... Read Story


Long Island Longing

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August 12, 2016 10:19 am

“My parents moved the family to Staten Island just a month after I was born,” my co-worker Frank was telling... Read Story


Bringing in the Net

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August 12, 2016 9:02 am

Here on the Eastern End of Long Island lies a small town called Quogue. In the past scholars and others... Read Story


Loser on the bay?

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August 12, 2016 7:34 am

Loser? Last year, I entered the Dan’s Papers literary contest and no, I wasn’t one of the winners, (surprise!). Nonetheless,... Read Story


Magic at the Market

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August 12, 2016 12:24 am

“Get up. Let’s go!” My Nana’s harsh vibrato reached my bed upstairs. I lay reluctant, ever so slightly rubbing my... Read Story


Lasata and Fettuccine

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August 11, 2016 10:34 pm

  “What is The Most Beautiful Thing In The World?” Jackie asked. “Peace!” answered her little sister. “Nope, Lasata”, said... Read Story


A Map Of My Heart

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August 11, 2016 9:29 pm

Living on Long Island is essentially an affair of the heart. We fall in love with the place, despite all... Read Story


Town’s End

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August 11, 2016 9:06 pm

When the days are bright or dreary, I look upon the bay.     Deep blue, green or grey, the waters lap... Read Story


How Did We Get Here?

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August 11, 2016 8:33 pm

            As I glanced around at the smiling faces of my family sitting in beach chairs amidst bonfires and underneath... Read Story


Taking It All In

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August 11, 2016 8:11 pm

Growing up on the North Fork of Long Island, little did I know that my teenage years, the most important... Read Story


No Dogs Allowed

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August 11, 2016 6:52 pm

What is the world coming to? Not only are Donald Trump and Hilary Clinton the two nominees for the presidency... Read Story


“Ice Cream, Anyone?”

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August 11, 2016 6:27 pm

There are milestones in every child’s development, from walking, to first words, to pedaling a bicycle, to school readiness. Along... Read Story


East End on the Weekend

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August 11, 2016 6:27 pm

I was his pal. Peter Jennings’ pal, that is.   When my late grandparents lived in Bridgehampton, I would frequently... Read Story


Seasons in Springs

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August 11, 2016 5:15 pm

The East End is a refuge for imaginative people. It’s a place where the outside world evaporates, liberating your mind... Read Story


H.S.F.

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August 11, 2016 3:49 pm

Probably the coldness of that day was magnified by the wind in the cemetery. It was blowing with light snow flakes... Read Story


The Lady Orpheus

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August 11, 2016 2:09 pm

  It’s another perfect day in the, once sleepy, fishing village of Montauk. After the long hazy drive through Southampton... Read Story


Shadow Land

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August 11, 2016 2:00 pm

I needed to get my hands on a serious weapon and lots of ammunition or retreat to the eastern end... Read Story


Bar Story

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August 11, 2016 1:57 pm

I run a bar called the Stephen Talkhouse. Back in the late 1970s, before I owned it, I happened to... Read Story


Creative Odds

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August 11, 2016 1:51 pm

The sky was a vibrant baby blue over Shinnecock Hills. A tall scrub pine tree reached skyward as if to... Read Story


Working with Wampum

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August 11, 2016 11:48 am

When I was growing up we lived in Southampton Village, and being a adventuresome boy with a good bicycle, I... Read Story


Listen to the Indians

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August 11, 2016 11:27 am

Some residents of the Hamptons can trace their local history back to the 1640’s; almost 400 years. The question is,... Read Story


Copulating Crabs

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August 11, 2016 11:25 am

I wasn’t sure what to expect. Staying up till midnight with a house full of kids just to get a... Read Story


The Girl in the Woods

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August 11, 2016 9:17 am

  She was only eleven-years old when she died in November of 1724.  According to the ancient tombstone in the... Read Story


Beacon Of Light

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August 11, 2016 8:54 am

Yellow tea cups peacefully dried in the vintage kitchen, while Ma plugged in the transistor radio that late morning. Static... Read Story


Pillstorm

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August 11, 2016 1:41 am

Roughly two decades ago a medical protocol called the “5th Vital Sign” – that of determining the level of pain... Read Story


Pit Water

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August 10, 2016 8:57 pm

I had water on my mind. When you mine sand for fifty years, you’re bound to hit water. That’s not... Read Story


The Judith C

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August 10, 2016 5:02 pm

“Hold on!” dad said, in a calm but urgent sort of way.  I took my right hand off the reel... Read Story


Beach Magic

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August 10, 2016 4:42 pm

The tide is out, but there are still a lot of people at the beach. I’ll tell you why. It’s... Read Story


Hamptons Ninja

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August 10, 2016 2:58 pm

Last weekend we were at a local Hamptons hang having dinner and the TV in the restaurant was tuned to... Read Story


Hampton Hedges

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August 9, 2016 5:19 pm

“Those are Hampton Hedges.” My mom would say that as we passed by the tall green Privet hedges on Potunk... Read Story


Single Piston

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August 9, 2016 11:55 am

Louse Point seems named unfairly. No doubt there was a good – meaning, plain – reason for it: the shape... Read Story


An essay about colors

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August 8, 2016 8:41 pm

Colors  are all around us we just never consciously think about it.Take it as a simple fact of life.Probably don’t... Read Story


true north.

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August 8, 2016 3:23 pm

No. No no no no noooooo. My heart sinks as I hear the dull ping of metal upon wood. Instinctively... Read Story


Summer Luv

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August 8, 2016 2:10 pm

Sometimes it’s just too easy to remember, because it’s too damn hard to forget. The cryptic cliffs that descend to... Read Story


So Much Good

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August 8, 2016 12:21 pm

“All the good the past hast had, remains to make our own time glad.” WHITTIER My father, Saviour Cauchi, had... Read Story


Montauk Murder Mystery

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August 7, 2016 11:23 pm

Though months after 9/11, the smell of burnt metal and plastic still lingered in the moist, thick air of Chinatown... Read Story


The Goldenrods

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August 7, 2016 10:09 pm

It was the summer of “Star Wars,” it was the summer of the Son of Sam and it was the... Read Story


757

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August 7, 2016 8:36 pm

I made a plan that i almost forgot about.  I was going to live at Westhampton during the summer  and... Read Story


Remembering Jack

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August 6, 2016 10:13 pm

He lay there. Or, more accurately, there he lies. Supinely displayed, softly defined and bluely lit. The crags and folds... Read Story


Jack

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August 6, 2016 9:16 pm

He lay there. Or, more accurately, there he lies. Supinely displayed, softly defined and bluely lit. The crags and folds... Read Story


The B&B

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August 5, 2016 2:16 pm

It was a Saturday morning in October, several years ago, when we were headed to the North Fork to celebrate... Read Story


The Lonely Garden

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August 4, 2016 11:55 am

  “How Much Wood Could a Woodchuck Chuck If a Woodchuck Could Chuck Wood?”            ... Read Story