Author Archives for allison

The Bee Mitzvah

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July 22, 2015 1:58 pm

  Another farm sold. The modest house and smattering of out buildings were now in the sights of a demolition... Read Story

Life on the bay

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July 21, 2015 3:18 pm

In many not insignificant ways, I don’t live a very happy life, though I’m a happy person with an unwavering... Read Story


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July 21, 2015 12:08 pm

  The Pine Barrens are green again. For many years, I passed that large patch of forestry west of Exit... Read Story


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July 20, 2015 11:21 am

There have been other waters. Once and again. But they were waters that promised more than could possibly be delivered,... Read Story

Cupid at the Privet Hedge

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July 20, 2015 8:45 am

“Where’s East Hampton?” I asked a friend. “Somewhere out on the Island, I think.  Why?” Having recently learned of East... Read Story

Between Two Roads

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July 17, 2015 5:03 pm

They rose like dark spires from the earth ––– the burial mounds of a forgotten civilization, tombs of forgotten kings... Read Story

Always Be The Water

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July 14, 2015 8:35 am

  Last weekend, while strolling along what I refer to as “the apron” – a beautiful stretch of beach in... Read Story

Quogue and Calamity

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July 13, 2015 3:36 pm

New York City’s notorious “French Connection” case became a book, then a movie, and, in later years spawned a more... Read Story

My Sandbar

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July 13, 2015 11:47 am

The sandbar was the same. Well probably not exactly as it appeared years ago, since tides change and years erode... Read Story

Saving Grace

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July 9, 2015 5:41 pm

A perfectly placid day at the beach; it is the reason I live not far from the pristine shores of... Read Story

Never Say Never

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July 7, 2015 2:33 pm

The renovations were finished, the house was perfect, and I was never moving again. Our expanded ranch had a three... Read Story


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July 6, 2015 2:10 pm

Even after fifty years every time I go to Montauk I can still hear my mom’s voice. As my dad... Read Story

The Point

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July 6, 2015 10:41 am

  The boy raised the present over his head and brought it down hard against the stone counter, breaking it... Read Story

Back to the sea

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July 5, 2015 9:08 pm

There was a time when going to the Hamptons was something that city people did only in the summer. My... Read Story

The Album of ’76

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July 5, 2015 6:58 pm

“Scenes from the Boardy Barn and our first house in the Hamptons.  Also the Brooklyn guys and people we have... Read Story

Robins Island

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July 1, 2015 2:56 pm

Sometimes a circle is the only way to go. For Dickie, Allen, and myself, getting up at 5AM to waterski... Read Story

Facebook Redux

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July 1, 2015 2:22 pm

  Facebook (FB) has revolutionized inter-personal relationships, and its worldwide appeal is built on its inherent ability to communicate an... Read Story

Beautiful Messes

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June 30, 2015 11:54 am

Everything is beautiful but not everyone can see it. –Confucius Excuse the mess. We live here.        –Unknown   Making... Read Story


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June 30, 2015 6:52 am

The East End is enchanting. It’s like a siren that lures you in with its special song of sea, sun... Read Story

Looking for Einstein

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June 28, 2015 12:31 pm

Many years ago, my husband Bob would tell visitors that Albert Einstein may have (or had, depending on the amount... Read Story

Helen’s House

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June 27, 2015 6:46 pm

Helen’s house was not like any Hamptons houses I’d heard about or imagined. It wasn’t on or even a close... Read Story

Dream Home

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June 26, 2015 7:50 pm

“I should say: the house shelters day-dreaming, the house protects the dreamer, the house allows one to dream in peace.”... Read Story

Alive with Words

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June 25, 2015 12:56 pm

I’ve been thinking about how poets become poets. My theory begins with Wordsworth’s lines about the child being father to... Read Story


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June 24, 2015 4:37 pm

The pond was tiny, at the base of the steep slope that separated our yard from theirs’.  A spout on a... Read Story

My Hamptons

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June 23, 2015 12:41 pm

It was the summer of ’73, and the Hamptons still felt exotic, exciting and new. I was a twenty-three year... Read Story

Hamptons Snap Shot

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June 19, 2015 7:37 pm

I suppose some might view it differently, but I’ve always been drawn to color and there’s certainly a lot of... Read Story

Salty Dogs

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June 17, 2015 12:54 pm

Two years after my last great summer in Montauk, I got married. My new bride, Linda, a San Diego native,... Read Story

The Hard Crossing

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June 17, 2015 9:01 am

Eastern Long Island has a fragile, unique and beautiful ecology. The pressure on that balance of nature is probably most... Read Story

A Day at the Beach

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June 15, 2015 2:15 pm

“Son, it’s your lucky day. Ever been to Gin Lane?” “In Chinatown?” I replied, guessing wildly and badly. “I see.... Read Story

A Hardware Story

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June 7, 2015 12:17 pm

The Orlowski True Value Hardware Company, where I’ve worked since the 9th grade, has stood on Love Lane, Mattituck’s main... Read Story

The Love of Your Life

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June 3, 2015 9:34 pm

One sun-lit October morning several years ago, as my husband, two young grandchildren and I strolled along the shores of... Read Story

East End Affairs

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June 3, 2015 8:45 pm

In late October of 1973, I would return to Montauk after six long months of travel to say goodbye to... Read Story

Reggae Stones

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June 3, 2015 7:18 am

Nature always wears the colors of the spirit. Ralph Waldo Emerson “Is it reggae night, Daddy?” Chloe asks bouncing lightly... Read Story

The Walker

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June 2, 2015 4:30 pm

The boy walked slowly across the road, dragging his deerskin moccasins in the dust, more slowly than his mother could... Read Story

Profile: an Artist

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June 1, 2015 4:52 pm

When my parents first started talking about him, they whispered “he shot his shrink, do you think he will be... Read Story

A Stormy Reunion

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June 1, 2015 12:28 pm

They sat silently, each pondering the startling events of the day. Jeannie clung to Greg, Don held Penny’s shivering hand.... Read Story

Kids Running Amok

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May 30, 2015 1:38 pm

Warning: Helicopter parents may need smelling salts. Growing up on the East End in the fifties could be considered child... Read Story