Author Archives for Dallas Cobb

Living Variously

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November 19, 2012 4:24 pm

  Living Variously By Violet Turner     Joe and I drive downSouthampton’sMeadow Laneso I can show him where the... Read Story


Calypso

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November 19, 2012 4:23 pm

  They say the two happiest days for a boat owner are the day he buys the boat and the... Read Story


The End

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November 19, 2012 4:22 pm

  In 1986 I moved my young family from Northeast Ohio to the middle of Long Island.  My daughter Elizabeth... Read Story


Sidetract

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November 19, 2012 4:20 pm

          SIDETRACK By V. Rees     It was 1980 and summer had come early.  ... Read Story


God Bless Baymen

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November 19, 2012 4:19 pm

  When my cousin Lew calls, I am holding my friend’s three-month-old daughter. Lew is on TSIU, a fifty-eight foot... Read Story


Drive

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November 19, 2012 4:07 pm

I curl the tips of my lanky, finger-like toes around the pedal. I like to “feel” the road. Nudging my... Read Story


Reincarnations

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November 19, 2012 3:57 pm

Reincarnations by Wendie Stark Wurzler   In an earlier incarnation, during that opulently sensory, promise-laden, unchained time between college graduation... Read Story


Chalk To Czechoslovakia

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November 19, 2012 3:41 pm

Chalk toCzechoslovakia   By William H. Frohlich                                                                          Copyright 2012         Christmas in the Frohlich house was always... Read Story


Bills New Entry

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November 19, 2012 3:37 pm

Bill’s New Entry By William Sokolin   Without looking around, I discover I have been in myHamptonshouse for close to... Read Story


Landing Lane

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November 19, 2012 3:19 pm

Landing Lane by William F. Taylor, Jr.   A wall of high reeds on your right partly blocks the view... Read Story


Big Ben

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November 19, 2012 3:18 pm

  BIG BEN By Suzanne Wetanson I am a writer. a sculptor  and was at one time an avid equestrian.... Read Story


So We Beat On

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November 19, 2012 3:17 pm

  So We Beat On By Sydney Reade             Sleep came fleetingly as aneight o’clocksun danced over my face and... Read Story


Finding Freddy

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November 19, 2012 3:09 pm

FINDING FREDDY By Zach Frankel     “I wouldn’t if I was youse, I really wouldn’t.  Besides, Bolivar says I... Read Story


The Beach

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November 16, 2012 9:53 pm

THE BEACH Laura Lawerence My first beach was in Falmouth. I still have a black-and-white photo of that Massachusetts summer... Read Story


Beach Lives

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November 16, 2012 9:53 pm

BEACH LIVES By Laura Lawerence   Beach #1 was in Falmouth, Ma. I still have a black-and-white 1948 photo of... Read Story


Got Lucky

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November 16, 2012 9:51 pm

Got Lucky Kat O’Neill   He had a tripod.   I had an elbow.   We both showed up to catch the... Read Story


Shelled Things

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November 16, 2012 9:49 pm

    SHELLED  THINGS Julie Penny   Knee-high in water, the soles of my feet are all-sensing inching over the... Read Story


Road to Riverhead

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November 16, 2012 9:48 pm

Road to Riverhead by Julie Burroughs Erdman             Eighteen years ago, I moved to Sag Harbor from Albany, New York.... Read Story


Funeral for a Whale

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November 16, 2012 9:48 pm

Funeral for a Whale Julia Leef               It’s not often something happens that brings people out of their homes... Read Story


The Apology

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November 16, 2012 9:46 pm

The Apology   By Jon Clemens   It was late on the Friday night before Memorial Day about ten years... Read Story


Popoos Reel

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November 16, 2012 9:46 pm

Popoo’s Reel                                              By:  John R. Keller     For my 50th birthday a couple of years ago, my brother... Read Story


Camp Paradise

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November 16, 2012 9:44 pm

Camp Paradise by Joanne Pateman It was a late summer morning as I sat facing the bay in an Adirondack... Read Story


Sea Level

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November 16, 2012 9:44 pm

Sea level. By Joan Summo   There is nothing like being at sea level.  You feel different. You feel good. ... Read Story


That Day

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November 16, 2012 9:43 pm

    That Day Joan S. Powers   The February sky was steel-grey.  It felt as if night would fall... Read Story


Squaw Island

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November 16, 2012 9:42 pm

    Squaw Island By Jennifer Hull         When I tell people that growing up, I spent... Read Story


September Mourn

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November 16, 2012 9:42 pm

          September Mourn By Jenifer J. Corwin   There’s a 3’x5′ American flag, or at least... Read Story


Flat Fish

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November 16, 2012 9:40 pm

Flat fish By Jason Shields   By now the grasses sway free of the slush ice and you can smell... Read Story


Cherished Memories

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November 16, 2012 9:39 pm

Cherished Memories Jason Hill     Life, in its own peculiar fashion, has a way of throwing us the unexpected.... Read Story


Summer People

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November 16, 2012 9:38 pm

  Summer People James Cooper   As long as I can remember, we have been summering on Long Island’s East... Read Story


Shinnecock Memories

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November 16, 2012 9:37 pm

Shinnecock Memories by Jackie Gilligan   When you think of simple, old fashioned childhood summers, the Hamptons may not be... Read Story


Pickle Juice

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November 16, 2012 9:35 pm

  Pickle Juice Hilary Herrick Woodward It is July 4th 1961 in Southampton, New York.  I live in a big... Read Story


Mystery Treat

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November 16, 2012 9:34 pm

The Mystery Treat Hilary Herrick Woodward A long time ago, admittedly half a century, I was a little girl growing... Read Story


Appearances

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November 16, 2012 9:33 pm

Appearances                                                 Hilary Woodward                  My mother had a special porcelain shoe on her bureau.  Its white veneer spilled... Read Story


The Red House

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November 16, 2012 9:33 pm

  The Red House By Halsey Quinn   The sand whispered underneath our feet as we softly stepped along the... Read Story


Wilborg

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November 16, 2012 9:30 pm

    WIBORG   Memoir   By   Fred W. Nagel     There are some among us who claim... Read Story


Accabonac

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November 16, 2012 9:29 pm

ACCABONAC   MEMOIR   By   Fred W. Nagel     The house was built by a Finn, a contractor. ... Read Story


The House

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November 16, 2012 9:29 pm

The House By Fred Mohrmann   I awoke to a blaring room light and the loud sounds of pounding hollow... Read Story


Warn The Duke

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November 16, 2012 9:27 pm

Warn the Duke By Emily Herzlin     My parents, my ten-year-old sister and I piled into the car to... Read Story


At Georgica

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November 16, 2012 9:22 pm

At Georgica   Southampton: Major’s Path (age 5) Sunday late afternoons Dad would lift me onto his bike and pedal... Read Story


A Gift

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November 16, 2012 9:21 pm

A Gift By Elieen Smith   We called it “the end,” and in truth it was.  It was where the... Read Story


Blue Water Sailor

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November 16, 2012 9:21 pm

     Blue Water Sailor By Edward R. Wagner I graduated from Patchogue High School in 1958 without the slightest... Read Story


Holmes Hill

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November 16, 2012 9:19 pm

Holmes Hill By E. Sayre De Castro   Part 1 We did not realize she was filming us all summer. ... Read Story


Sposalizo 2012

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November 16, 2012 9:17 pm

  SPOSALIZIO ! By Donald Wilson   No was the answer.   It was Halloween, a warm sunny day at... Read Story


Son of a Bitch

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November 16, 2012 9:17 pm

“SON OF A BITCH” By Don Wilson My 2 year old grandson Ben (we call him Benjamuffin) came to visit... Read Story


Beneath Sag Harbor

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November 16, 2012 9:13 pm

Beneath Sag Harbor By Craig Alfano   Four quick pops, then five, followed by splashes of bright purple and red. ... Read Story


Ode to DC

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November 16, 2012 9:13 pm

Ode to DC Corinne Conover He used to take us out in the hatchback in the mornings on Sundays down... Read Story


Last Stop-North Fork

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November 16, 2012 9:11 pm

Last Stop – North Fork By Colette Sewall After you linger too long on your mother’s gray, cracked Philadelphia stoop,... Read Story


Chores with Grandma

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November 16, 2012 9:10 pm

  Chores with Grandma Christine Giordano “YOU DON’T CARE!!!” I shouted so loudly that even the neighbors could hear.  “You... Read Story


Gordon’s

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November 16, 2012 9:05 pm

  Recollections of Gordon’s By Carl Mink   “Good afternoon, Gordon’s.” “Hello, I have a 7:30 dinner reservation and wish... Read Story


Freedom

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November 16, 2012 9:00 pm

  FREEDOM                                                                       By   Barry Libin     “Why are you  here?” He was the quietest and gentlest of... Read Story


Summer of ’77

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November 16, 2012 8:58 pm

Summer of  77 Ari Dupree            There once was a young women ,  lets call her Lovey,  who had... Read Story





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