A Ride Out East
May 28, 2014 9:12 amA Ride Out East By Jerry Giammatteo During the summer of 2008, I was laid up after surgery on a... Read Story
A Ride Out East By Jerry Giammatteo During the summer of 2008, I was laid up after surgery on a... Read Story
It took three solid weeks of endless frustration and sleepless nights for me to decide to try something new. I... Read Story
The Death of the Hamptons “I heard the Hamptons were finished. Too much traffic. And the Restaurants are too crowded.... Read Story
My name is Bernadette, I live ion the East End of Long Island and I Have Dust. The fine, dry... Read Story
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Catherine was the good child: National Merit scholar; athlete; the child who’d unload the dishwasher without being asked. My brother... Read Story
Outsourcing the Elder Within I recently re-watched the movie, The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel after seeing a televised interview of... Read Story
Coming In or Going Out? Before we get to the riddle of the day let me make it perfectly clear... Read Story
It is the summer of 1978 and I am 12 years old in Tuma’s Bait and Tackle Shop in Montauk.... Read Story
PASSING IT ON BY MEA TOWNSEND We swooped up the 1841 white Georgian house with black shutters, picket fence, large... Read Story
We are all familiar with the seminal cultural study known as The Beverly Hillbillies, with its sitcom-centric interpretation of the... Read Story
Duke Zanesville’s Dog and Cat Art Gallery By Duke Zanesville I came out to Long Island because my Brooklyn, New... Read Story
Lost Hampton Treasures by Charles Dyner 10 Arbor Ct. Livingston, NJ 07039 C: 201. 707-0991 charlesdyner@comcast.net Yesterday was a busy... Read Story
MONTAUK LOCAL EDEN GUEVARA BARADI TURNS 100 YEARS OLD Huge Celebration Draws Four Generations To Celebrate Eden’s Birthday. She is... Read Story
Montauk: Miracles, Magical and Motivating I am sobbing while watching the news. They are tears of joy. John Aldridge, a... Read Story
I got a hook shoved through my lip as a last hurrah in Oregon and then we sped three thousand... Read Story
I close my eyes and my mind drifts back to summers spent on Long Island. I can feel the warmth... Read Story
We met on my first day of high school, in 1958. I was waiting for the first of the three... Read Story
The Best Show in Town It was another miraculous day along the gorgeous stretch of ocean just west of Hither... Read Story
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Sidewalk Sneakers II July 26, 2013 Joel Reitman PO Box 528 Peconic, New York 631-765-2321 I look down at my... Read Story
East Yesterday. It must have been about five years ago, just after the birth of my son. He was fast... Read Story
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Magdalena Magdalena lived in a hotel in Amagansett, a big boxy structure with rows of rooms looking out over the... Read Story
“I’ve been on Driveabout,” was Jeffrey’s way of explaining his reappearance in our lives that summer. “And I have Good... Read Story
TO MOTHER,WITH LOVE A Son’s Tribute for Eden Guevara Baradi Montauk Community Church, Montauk, NY, February 25, 2012 One cannot... Read Story
A Capful of Condoms and other Summer Tales By Sharon Burns The long awaited day had finally arrived. The car... Read Story
MAYBE IT’S TIME TO GO by Toinette Gay At the time of my birth, my dear father bought a 12... Read Story
The North Fork and Dreams of Glory By: Gordon Miller I recall that I was eight years old in 1948... Read Story
Anthony Parlato-The Gentle Giant My family and I had moved to Manorville ten years ago from Massapequa, New York. My... Read Story
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The Summer Islands By Diane Strecker Thousands of years ago, beneath massive ice plates, the earth grinds and shifts and... Read Story
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I moved to East End in June 1987. It came to me in a dream. I knew no one here... Read Story
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The Old Tree By Michael Casper Along North Sea Mecox Rd. in Southampton, between David White’s Lane and Long Springs... Read Story
My family moved to Bellmore in 1959. For those of you who don’t know, Bellmore sits in between the Meadowbrook... Read Story
The Rail is a fisherman’s bar and restaurant in Montauk – a village known as The End. It’s the last... Read Story
The East End~The Land I Love Written by Michelle Cioffi In 1990, I left Farmingdale, Long Island with a sparkling... Read Story
“Mom, you need to come now, the doctors don’t think A.J. is going to make it through the night,” my... Read Story
I’m writing to you again, not because I told you I would, but because it allows me a distance from... Read Story
Another week has come and gone; it’s time for Mother’s bath. A practice, I must admit, that holds all the... Read Story
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Sunrise, Sunset by Edward J. Laskowski II As long as I can remember the East End has drawn me to... Read Story
Growing up on the East End, I was taught that Long Island looked like a fish. Brooklyn was its head,... Read Story
We drive down on the Ram Island causeway and my NYC friend points up to a large nest on top... Read Story
WHEN YOU LEAST EXPECT IT It’s rare you find an irascible person who becomes less so with age. Tank Stark... Read Story
The Naked Kingdom, by Joe Carson I remember being ten and climbing through the narrow passages between the limbs of... Read Story
When I was a young boy I dreamed that I would one day I would travel far from home and... Read Story
Back and forth, back and forth. The breeze is making its way by smoothly touching my face and playing with... Read Story
I. You are 14 years old and you work at the snack bar. You have pimples on your face and... Read Story
C.D.Rawicz East Hampton. 07/31/13 The Slant of Light Once more, the phrase popularized by Theodore Roosevelt, “Walk softly and carry... Read Story
Healing Powers by Cara J. Damer For years I had heard of the magic, the peace, the tranquility experienced when... Read Story
Deep Summer: That familiar faint rolling echoed distantly in the back of my mind followed by a gentle, yet all... Read Story
I came to the East End in stages, with family in summers that were almost exclusively centered around children. The... Read Story
A TRIBUTE TO LOLA EDEN GUEVARA BARADI BY CRISTINA SEDIGO The first time my friend, Pat asked me if I... Read Story
My daughter does well in emergency rooms. She likes a captive audience. She knew what the people waiting in the... Read Story
Upon arriving at the Sacred Hearts of Jesus and Mary Cemetery in Southampton on the most spectacular day in the... Read Story
A beaming, honey-haired girl about three years old sat down on the floor next to me in the brightly painted... Read Story
The beach club where I’ve worked for the last 12 summers is centered on a one-road thin, one-mile long isthmus... Read Story
It’s 4:46 pm and now it’s time to make that decision whether or not I will do this. Normally I... Read Story
I came to know the Hamptons the old fashioned way, from the sea. I first laid eyes on the East... Read Story
The East End is enchanting. It’s like a siren that lures you in with its special song of sea, sun... Read Story
“Horsey Tales from the Hamptons” A friend moved out to the Hamptons. She had a farm there, and I was... Read Story
Dear Montauk: For as long as I can remember I could not live without you. You were in my veins... Read Story
“I have to say, you have made a completely wrong decision. You don’t do that very often, but you did... Read Story
It was the loud, rhythmic, grinding sound of the geese flying south that woke me that November morning so long... Read Story
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Dearest Jeannot: The sun has dried my tears. I am facing our favorite spot, which you will never get to... Read Story
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My father was a holy man. Although he was not officially a rabbi, people flocked to him as if he... Read Story
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Miss Adventure It was an August morning in 1974 when I glanced through my bay window watching the fog lift... Read Story
It is hard to describe that day. The day I buried my old friend, who could not stop injecting heroin... Read Story
Don’t Look Now….Here He Comes While on the ARF Garden Tour a few years ago, I noticed two young, fit... Read Story
The Memory Rock of Montauk Point By Ken Giovanelli There was a keen sense of history in the air that... Read Story
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The Wild Fire The year I was born Tom Hanks was nominated best actor for his role in Forest Gump,... Read Story
FAREWELL CHILDHOOD My childhood was very different from my son’s! I grew up in the early sixties in the USSR.... Read Story
I am a child of the sixties. I was born early in that decade, on the same day as John... Read Story
“Eh . . . Southampton?” He had that old man stoop to his walk, but maneuvered easily enough between the... Read Story
My Italian grandmother on my mother’s side Angelina Basso (Muz) played a big part in raising and influencing me. Unfortunately,... Read Story
Cucumber Rhode Island Reds are a sturdy breed of chicken – reliable layers and never temperamental. My nine-year-old brother, Charlie... Read Story