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Is This the Land of No?

Sometime it feels like we’re living in the Land of No. There are quite a few things in recent memory to which one or another Sag Hampton group has said (or tried to say) NO!

Many folks said no to the NYS Department of Transportation a few years ago when they proposed a roundabout at the wharf end of Main Street.

CONPOSH (Coalition of Neighborhoods for the Preservation Of Sag Harbor) and others said no to the expansion of 127 Main Street by its former owner, Jon Gruen.

The John Jermain Future Fund said no to the idea of a new library building near Mashashimuet Park.

The Sag Harbor CAC (Citizens Advisory Committee) — of which I am co-chair — tried to say no to the new Bayburger Restaurant opening soon on the Bridgehampton-Sag Harbor Turnpike.

More successfully, the CAC said no to the Reid brothers’ plans to expand their service station to include a full-service car wash, and large parking facility for the use of contractors working locally.

Many in the community, including columnist Tony Brandt and newspaper editor Rick Murphy, would very much like to say no the the Sag Harbor School District’s  budget.

The Water Mill CAC, and the Village of Southampton are attempting to say no to LIPA’s effort to run new power lines on immense 60′ metal poles through the Village and parts of Water Mill and Bridgehampton.

Neighbors tried to say no to Wolffer Vineyard’s effort to erect new workforce housing on Narrow Lane in Bridgehampton, adjacent to the vineyard.

Almost everyone on Long Island, except the mayor of Greenport, wants to say a loud no to Broadwater’s floating Liquid Natural Gas terminal proposed for Long Island Sound.

Many, many people, including County Executive Steve Levy as well as the Southampton Town Board, and East Hampton Village’s powers-that-be are vociferously saying no to any kind of hiring hall or worklink center for day laborers wherever they gather looking for work.

Some folks in Sag Harbor want to say no to the new condominiums proposed for the area at the foot of the North Haven Bridge where the Sag Harbor Professional Building now stands.

Back to Narrow Lane where (the same?) residents said no to a bike lane along their street.

Sag Harbor citizenry said a most definite no to the purchase of two properties adjacent to the High School by the school district.

Barnes and Noble in Bridgehampton? No.

Affordable housing Remsenberg/Speonk? No.

Anti-war protesters in Southampton’s Independence Day Parade? No. (Well maybe, now that the courts have spoken.)

How about expanding Sunrise Highway all the way to the Bridgehampton-Sag Harbor Turnpike so that then-Governor Hugh Carey could get to his summer home on Shelter Island more easily? No. (Alright, that was a really dumb idea.)

A nuclear reactor in Shoreham? No way. (Yeah, that one was pretty dumb too.)

I could go on. I seem to have an almost photographic memory for ideas and projects that were shot down by community activists and/or local government. Frankly, I was one of the community activists expressing my disapproval in many (but not all) of the aforementioned instances. While I don’t regret my involvement in those issues, the cumulative weight of all those “nos” has got me thinking that I’m really tired of saying no. I’ve reached the point where I just want to say YES to something. Yes, Yes and Yes. And I’m going to start right now.

I say yes to Mike and Pat Trunzo’s proposal to create a mixed-use affordable housing/office development on their property on the Turnpike.

Yes to Five Towns Rural Transits’ efforts to create a light-rail and bus network here on the East End.

Yes to a new and/or expanded Library, wherever it may be located.

Yes to the Sag Harbor Village zoning code overhaul, and the Mayor’s and Trustees’ efforts to create more opportunities for affordable housing in the village…and yes to accessory apartments.

Yes to cops and cones on County Road 39, whatever the hell it costs.

Yes to more bike lanes, sidewalks and safer routes for kids walking and biking to school.

And finally, yes to acknowledging our common humanity and kinship to each other; to treating all people with dignity and respect; and so, yes to providing safe places where people who want to do needed work can find the work they need to do to support themselves and their families.
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Currently listening to: Long-Forgotten Fairytale by The Magnetic Fields

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What I Learned About Love Today

Today, May 6th, 2007, is my wife’s, Bobbie, and my 35th wedding anniversary. Over that period of time, Bobbie has taught me how to love — how to love her, how to love myself, how to love humankind. She’s that kind of person. It’s been a long haul — for her — but I think I’m finally getting the hang of it. I think about the power of  love a lot when I’m around her, especially on significant days such as today.

But that’s not the only reason I’ve been meditating on love. If you’re lucky enough to live in the Sag Hampton area, you get to read a pretty good local newspaper, The Sag Harbor Express, that occasionally has moments of brilliance. Such a moment occurred in the issue of May 3rd, in which two op-ed pieces were published that raised the level of discourse in our village to a level rarely seen in a local weekly, and they got me thinking about love, too.

The first article by Robbie Vorhaus, a CNN correspondent and communications consultant, is entitled The Sag Harbor Effect: One Less, One More. In this essay, Vorhaus starts by positing that no one he knows isn’t stressed. He then goes on to offer a simple prescription for a new movement which he hopes will sweep the world, relaxing the world’s six billion or so inhabitants. He suggests that we can start it right here in Sag Harbor, because…well, why not? On that basis he named it the Sag Harbor Effect. However, the real genius in his idea, and the part that got me thinking deeply about love, is in the details of his plan enumerated below:

  1. Choose to live in faith and the perfection of this moment.
  2. Choose to believe we are all connected; better than nobody, nobody better.
  3. Choose to smile.
  4. Choose to consciously have positive thoughts and feel better.
  5. Choose to focus on the gifts and blessings you have.
  6. No blame.
  7. Forgive, and forgive yourself, too.

Finally, Vorhaus offers an easy entree to implementing these changes. Choose one negative thing you do, and do one less of it. Also, choose one positive thing you want to do, and do one more of it.

I believe what Vorhaus suggests is simply putting love first in your life — love for yourself, love for the world (as it is), and love for your fellow beings. Read the synopsis of his essay above again, and see if you don’t come to the same conclusion.

The second op-ed piece, by Richard Gambino, a professor emeritus at Queens College, is called Murder and Malice at Virginia Tech. It’s a bit more of a stretch to assert that Gambino is writing about love, and yet…

What he actually says is that bad things happen, and that we must have great courage to go on living our daily lives while acknowledging that we have little or no control over these things. People do very bad things and when they do “they’ve committed a kind of odious treason against our humanity. And living with this takes the most courage of all.”

He also expresses sympathy with the existential viewpoint that each of us is defined by what we in fact think, feel and do (see Vorhaus, above), and concludes with a statement of faith by saying:

“So I tell myself to have courage, and I help my courage by everything from looking into the eyes of caring people to turning on a CD in my car of Beethoven’s Leonre Overture #3, wonderful things that help put human malice in perspective.

“Consciousness is at once a great gift and a terrible burden. To give up the gift to avoid the burden is to give in to fear and stifle one’s own life.”

Again, maybe because of my own predisposition, I see this statement as a reaffirmation in the power of love to sustain us. Especially, its power to overcome its own antithesis: fear.

These two thoughtful and caring messages are strong testaments to humanity’s better instincts and to our ability to heal ourselves and others through love. How amazing that they appear one above the other in our small-town weekly newspaper. Sag Hampton is indeed a special place. Be glad you live here. Be very glad.

Oh, and by the way, spread the Sag Harbor Effect. Start today…I know my wife will, and following her excellent example, I will too.

(You can read both articles mentioned above in their entirety at Sagharboronline.com.)

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Currently listening to: When I Was a Boy by Dar Williams.

Sorry, Sorry, Sorry

I haven’t written anything in weeks. My apologies to my one or two regular readers (who clearly can no longer be called regular readers) and anyone else who stopped by looking for something that they obviously didn’t find. My only excuse is that my daughter Corinne, her friend Andre and I have been working hard on a website for the Riverhead (NY) Free Library, and that this, along with my regular 9-5 job, and attendance at a business conference in Arlington, VA has left me with virtually no time to write. The website is pretty much done now, and will go live in a few days, (I’ll add a link when it does) so I’ll try to get back to blogging on a more regular basis. Please accept my apologies for my absence from these pages.

5/8/07 Update: Here’s the link to the Riverhead Free Library’s new website that Corinne, Andre and I created.

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Currently listening to: I Will Survive by the Puppini Sisters

OMG, I forgot Conca d’Oro

A few weeks ago when I was praising the small mom & pop businesses that are such a vital part of Sag Harbor’s personality, I accidentally left Conca d’Oro Restaurant and Pizzeria off the list. Ouch! Considering that I eat at least one meal at this Main Street establishment every week, that’s quite an oversight on my part. My apologies to the owners and the staff.

In a way though, it was a good thing that I left them off the list, because now I can write about them today, without feeling that I’m plugging one business too often. For those of my readers who haven’t been to Sag Hampton, let me describe Conca d’Oro. In appearance and menu it is a typical Italian-American restaurant/pizzeria. There’s one long, narrow room, with pizza ovens and a counter on the left, and a seating area on the right. Except at the front, by the street-side windows, it’s pretty dark. In the back, where it’s darkest, there’s a separate seating area with candles in wine bottles for those wanting to be waited upon. Design features are minimal — a few posters and chianti bottles, and fake plants about covers it.

But, it’s not the decor that draws the crowds, and crowds there be. It’s the food, and the friendly atmosphere. As I mentioned, the menu is fairly typical for restaurants of this type, with the mainstays being pizza, hot and cold hero sandwiches, plus the usual assortment of red-sauced dinner entrees: veal, chicken and eggplant parmigiana, manicotti, ravioli and other pasta dishes, with or without meat, and a few house specials. And, while I could riff on the pleasures of dining in a neighborhood hangout, where you’ll always run into several folks you know, today I want to focus on that seemingly ordinary food, ’cause a recent experience at another Italian dining establishment has made me much more appreciative of what Conca d’Oro has to offer.

A couple of weeks ago, my wife and I, and another couple went to the annual orchid show at the New York Botanical Garden in the Bronx (spectacular — more than worth the trip, and the hefty entrance fee). Those of you who’ve been to the Botanical Garden or the nearby Bronx Zoo may know that both of these institutions are only a few blocks away from the Bronx’s Little Italy, also known as Arthur Avenue. I only discovered this fact recently, when I heard Arthur Avenue being praised for its fabulous “real” Italian restaurants. Prime among these was Dominick’s.

Since our trip would stretch over two mealtimes, we decided that for one of those we’d dine in Little Italy. We didn’t plan on eating at Dominick’s though, because we’d heard that it was very popular, with waits of up to two hours to get in. Instead, we picked another eatery – also highly rated, but not quite as popular as Domminck’s. Our plan was to have lunch there, but we arrived a bit early and our chosen restaurant was not yet open. Being on somewhat of a tight schedule, we couldn’t wait, and so set off down Arthur Avenue hoping to find some good Italian home cooking. After passing by several establishments, also closed, we found ourselves outside Dominick’s, and although they didn’t officially open for another half hour, a waiter waved us in, so in we went.

The good news was that since they weren’t yet officially open, there was no wait.  There’s also, no menu, no checks, and no private tables. All seating at Dominick’s is family style. While you cozy up to the new friends seated at your table, the waiter recites the various dishes that are available for each course. You have to pay close attention, as the list is quite long. No prices are mentioned. I guess you could ask, but that would take some of the fun out of the experience. So, you order, and hope you’ve got enough cash to cover what you’ve eaten ’cause they don’t take credit cards. While it may not sound like it, it was a lot of fun. As the various dishes we ordered arrived, we watched Dominick’s fill up with the most amazing assortment of New York characters I’ve ever seen — and I’ve lived in New York. It was like a casting call for a movie about the Bronx. On top of that, almost everyone seemed to know each other, not unlike our experience when eating locally at Conca d’Oro. By the time we’d finished our meal, there was indeed a long line of people waiting for tables.

So that was the good part. The highly praised, authentic Italian cuisine, on the other hand – not so much. It wasn’t bad, exactly, just disappointing. I won’t bore you with the details. We skipped dessert and escaped with a bill of $58.00 for four, which our waiter delivered verbally. Not a rip off, and we did have a good time, so, all-in-all, a mostly positive experience.

Yet — and here’s the good news for all you Sag Hampton residents — gustatorialy, Dominick’s was no Conca d’Oro. While not haute cuisine, the food at Conca d’oro is consistently good, and quite a bit better than what we had at the Bronx’s best “authentic” Italian restaurant. Score one for Sag Hampton, and thank you Conca d’Oro for continuing to provide Italian food-loving Sag Hamptonites with a reasonably-priced, casual alternative for very tasty family dining. By the way, I highly recommend the eggplant parmigiana, and did I mention how great the orchid show was? Here are a couple of photos I took there:


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Currently listening to: Long Island Shores by Mindy Smith

The Atlantic Ocean, Briefly

My blogger friend, Jennifer, wrote a thoughtful post about the ocean on her blog Goodness Graciousness. Since I had a little video of the Atlantic Ocean shot at Sagg Main Beach a month ago, I couldn’t resist posting a bit of it here to complement her thoughts.

For all of you Sag Hamptonites who love the ocean as much as Jennifer, feel free to return here for a taste of the Atlantic, anytime you’re away from the ocean and missing it.
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Currently listening to: Beyond the Horizon by Bob Dylan

What’s in a Name?—a silly rumination on possible permutations of the Sag Hampton blog

Can You Hear Us Now?

Last Tuesday, a little jet-lagged, yet clear of purpose, I attended a public meeting called by the Planning Board of the Village of Sag Harbor to hear public comments on the proposed condominium project at the old Bulova watchcase factory. I went to speak, or more accurately, to lobby for the inclusion of some affordable units among the 81 condominiums proposed for this site. I figured that I would be one of two or three speakers to bring up this issue, and that I already knew who else would speak on this topic. Never assume…

As it turned out, affordable housing was the dominant theme of the evening, brought into crystal-clear focus by one of the earliest speakers, Sara Gordon, and raised to a dramatic crescendo by Shawn Beyer, a local teacher whose grandparents worked (and met) in the Bulova factory. So many citizens came to speak of the desperate need for affordable housing in this area, that by the time my turn came, I had to scrap my prepared comments and just wing it so as not to repeat questions that had already been raised and ideas already broached. It was inspiring to be there though, and to speak in harmony with the community’s raised voice.

How prescient of the Village’s Planning Board to have called this meeting early in the approval process for this undertaking! I don’t know if they had any idea what they would hear, but it was obvious that they were deeply affected by the comments of local residents like themselves. Board Chairman Jerome Toy concluded the meeting with his own heartfelt request to the developers to take notice of the community’s need to be able to house its working people.

Until last Tuesday, I believe the Bulova developers thought that they would be able to finesse this issue by focusing on the economic benefits Sag Harbor would derive from this project, and their laudable intention to make this project as “green” as possible. Their prior public and private comments made clear that, as far as they were concerned, affordable housing was not on the table for this project. I hope they realize now that this is an issue that cannot just be shrugged off as someone else’s problem.

To be sure, there is no current legal requirement that affordable housing be included in this, or any other new housing project in Sag Harbor. That may change soon, but, according to the Mayor, any change in the law will not affect the Bulova condos. So what is it that we should expect from Sag Partners, who are, after all, just developers who want to make a buck and move on to the next project?

Before I answer that question, let’s take a look at an example of an unacceptable response to the need for affordable housing as reported in today’s New York Times. In an article entitled “Long Island Journal; East End Blues: Working Hard And Unable To Buy a HomeThe Times quotes James McLauchlen, owner of James R. McLauchlen Real Estate in Southampon, as saying, ”People own things and naturally they wish to get the best financial benefit from their ownership rights…If their property is worth a lot of money, which certainly might be unaffordable for a certain segment of the population, that’s too bad, but that’s the way it goes.” Naturally? Too bad? That’s the way it goes? I guess in the alternative universe that many business people like to pretend they live in, where no one has any responsibilities other than to make as much money as possible, that may be a reasonable attitude, but, in the world of people for whom other values still take precedence, that attitude doesn’t cut it. Not for James R. McLauchlen, who of course, makes a living selling over-priced real estate, and not for Sag Partners, the developers of the Bulova property.

When did the fiction that when money is involved, it’s OK to put aside our other values, gain such wide acceptance? According to this way of thinking, it would be wrong to ask someone to make less money than they might conceivably make, even if by not doing so they create or exacerbate problems for others in the community, or for the community itself. I think that’s unacceptable. Whatever the law may or may not say, we all have a responsibility to care for our community and each other that trumps our commitment to building a personal fortune. Should we choose to ignore that responsibility, sooner or later that choice will come back to haunt us.

The East End of Long Island is already a community perilously out of balance. There is simply too great a concentration of wealth, too many second homes and far too few opportunities for average people to build careers, homes and families, not to mention too many real estate offices and too few businesses that actually produce a useful product. Our choice is clear, we can either accept the challenge of dealing with these hard problems, and the sacrifices that may involve, or watch as the East End becomes Disneyhampton — a place where people  come to have fun, but when the gates close at night, everyone goes home.

So, getting back to the question of what can be expected of Sag Partners, and of other businesses hoping to make a buck here in the Hamptons, the answer is simple. Those who plan to invest in a business venture in this community, must also invest in the long-term sustainability of the community’s resources, both environmental and human.

Regardless of the outcome, Sag Harbor’s citizenry did the right thing by speaking up on Tuesday night. I hope Sag Partners, and other developers waiting in the wings were listening.

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Currently listening to: Firecracker by The Wailin’ Jennys

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Pierson Gets It Right

Pierson High School in Sag Harbor comes in for a fair amount of criticism from the Sag Hampton community, some justified. Standardized test scores aren’t always what they might be, per-student costs are very high, course offerings are sometimes too limited for the brightest students, and questionable administrative decisions are known to have been made from time to time. But, often Pierson does things right. I want to tell you about one of its successes for which I am personally grateful.

My wife and I have three children, all Pierson graduates. To varying degrees, we think that the Sag Harbor School District did well by all of them, although I often think that Lauren, our oldest, suffered a bit for being just a year or two ahead of some significant changes at both Sag Harbor Elementary and Pierson that made them better schools. Well, as I said: “varying degrees.” Each of our children has his or her own tale to tell about going to school in Sag Harbor, but as I write this on an airplane coming home from a long weekend in Portland, Oregon, it’s our son Alec’s Pierson story that I’m thinking about.

Back around 1994, give or take a year, Pierson introduced what I believe was a first-time program, which involved inviting a local artist to teach an elective at the school. In this case, the artist was the now deceased award-winning documentary filmmaker Richard Kotuk. The elective was the art of documentary filmmaking. My son Alec and his friend Jonathan Nastasi, sophomores at the time, enrolled in the  class. Although we weren’t sure what to expect, what actually occurred vastly exceeded our expectations. When I say “our,” I’m speaking of my wife and me. I’m not sure what Alec’s expectations were, or even why he took the class. To my knowledge, he had not expressed an interest in film prior to enrolling in the course.

During the course of the school-year, the first-time student film makers, working in teams, were able to create their own complete short films. They were surprisingly good first efforts. For Alec and Jon, this began a (so far) decade-long enchantment with films and and the art of film making. A few years after graduation from Pierson, Jon and Alec collaborated on a self-financed documentary film called Ni Una Mas about the U.S. Naval bombing range in Vieques, Puerto Rico, and the local inhabitants’ desire to have it shut down, which led to protests and to civilians occupying the range in an effort to halt the bombing runs. Their film received much acclaim, several local showings here in Sag Hampton, and invitations to several film festivals. Part of the film was even shown on French television. Alec also found occasional work locally at LTV’s East End Studios where he functioned as a camera operator for several locally-produced TV series.

After this initial success, Jon and Alec decided they needed to be closer to the action, so to speak, and moved their budding enterprise to Portland, Oregon, which was, and is, cultivating a very active community of independent film makers, and small production houses. “It’s the new Seattle, which was the new L.A.,” Alec said at the time. O.K., he probably didn’t say exactly that, but I remember hearing something like that, at some point. It may have had more to do with affordability, though. So off they went to Portland, where they made some good industry connections, and gained some valuable experience. Eventually, Jon moved back to New York City where he continued to pursue a career in film and TV, and Alec enrolled in the Art Institute of Portland’s Digital Media Studies program.

Over the next five years, Alec worked his way through AIP, creating many interesting short films, while simultaneously working professionally on independent films and television commercials. One of Alec’s student projects, a music video, was awarded the grand prize at the Portland International Short Short Film Festival (PISS Fest, for short). At the same time, Jon was developing a reputation as a talented camera operator, director of photography and documentary film maker.

As regular readers of this blog already know, Alec and his fellow students Uli Beutter and Kurt Nishimura also entered a film in the Tropicana Fresh Take on Portland film contest which won the grand prize of $12,000 (incorrectly reported here earlier as $10,000) and a year’s supply of orange juice. Just to set the record straight, because many readers assumed that Alec was that film’s director:  Alec acted as art director and editor on the Tropicana film, which was written and directed by Uli Beutter.

So, we’ve now taken the long way around to the events of this past weekend, which made me realize how grateful I am to Pierson High School, and its artist in residence program. (I’m not sure that’s what they call it, but it will do for now.) On Friday, Alec, Uli and Kurt graduated from from AIP, and on Sunday, announced the official launch of their production company, SandyMontana; reason enough to celebrate, but there’s more. At the SandyMontana launch party on Sunday night, the trio were also able to announce that their newly formed venture would immediately become a division of Portland’s Red Door Films, and that they would be creatively involved not only with their own projects and clients, but also with the projects of the parent company. Zowie!

Jon meanwhile, has been very successful in New York, and now holds down the position of camera operator on TLC’s hit show, What Not to Wear, in addition to other work he takes on in film and TV through his company, Moving Films. Happily, Jon and Alec have not lost touch, and even find occasion to work together from time to time. Most recently, Jon took on the role of director of photography  for Alec’s senior project, I Got Shot With a Bullet and performed the same function for Uli Buetter’s video installation White, on which Alec worked as set designer. White also had its world premier this weekend at a gallery in Portland. Both Jon and Alec were there to help Uli celebrate; three successful members of Portland’s (and New York’s) growing film community, two of whom just happened to get their start thanks to Pierson High School in Sag Harbor.

Although I have not followed developments at Pierson closely, I do know that the program I have been referring to as “artist in residence” did not end with Richard Kotuk’s film making class. In fact, my younger daughter Corinne also benefited greatly from this program several years later when she was able to take class with fine artist Peter Solow (before he became a full-time teacher), and, I’m sure there have been and will continue to be other instances of this fine program making a difference in the lives of Sag Harbor students.

Postscript: Since returning home, I’ve read in the Express that contrary to the recommendation of the District Budget Committee, and strong opposition from several School Board members, the Sag Harbor Board of Education voted to add an additional art teacher to the staff at Pierson, and include the amount of his or her salary in the budget they will put before the voters this May. Just a thought, but might they not achieve the same result using one or more “artists in residence?” It’s worked before…

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Currently listening to: N
il Na La
by Solas.

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The Five Things I Like Best About Sag Harbor, and the Five I Like Least

I Like

  1. The Community. Sag Harbor is still largely a community of people who live here year-round and care about the town, its institutions and each other. There are lots of groups and organizations to get involved with — school, fire department, historical society, library, theater, museums, chamber of commerce, churches, synagogue and more. And, whether you choose to get involved with one of these, or just to live here and walk or shop on Main Street, you’ll find yourself amazed, comforted, reassured and inspired by the good people you’ll meet here.
  2. Long/Short Beach. One of the first places in Sag Harbor I ever saw was Long Beach, and I’ve been drawn to it ever since. I have a photo of my oldest daughter at two years old, on the rocks at Short Beach. As far as I can remember, this was our family’s first visit to Sag Harbor. We lived in East Quogue at the time, but from that day, I knew we would live near this wonderful beach someday. If you’ve not been on Long Beach at sunset, when the rays from the dying sun break into fiery orange-gold fragments on the choppy surface of the bay, then you’re missing one of the true wonders of life on the East End.
  3. Narrow streets closely lined with historic homes. Suffolk, Concord, Amity, Jefferson, Garden, Bayview, Palmer Terrace and on and on. These streets hold a fascination for me that I can’t explain. I can, and do, walk them over and over, never tiring of the experience, and always finding something new and fascinating to enjoy along the way.
  4. The real stores on or near Main Street. By “real” I mean the shops, restaurant and other businesses that cater to the real needs of most people. These are mostly “mom & pop” type enterprises that have been here as long as I can remember. A partial list follows, with apologies to any business that thinks they should be on it that I may have inadvertently left off: The Variety Store, The Ideal, the movie theater, the laundromat, Schiavoni’s Market, Emporium Hardware, Schmidt’s Sag Harbor Liquors, Canio’s Books, Black Cat Books, The Corner Bar, Sing City, the Sag Harbor Pharmacy, Illusions, Yeisley Jewelers, Cove Deli, Java Nation, Chelsea Crossing and even 7-11. I wish there were more. There once was.
  5. Our proximity to “The Hamptons.” This is a love/hate thing of course, but the Hamptons, by their very nature, provide us with access to culture, fine dining, beautiful ocean beaches, and all types of businesses and service providers that might not otherwise be available to us.

I Dislike
I won’t belabor these with long explanations. If you’ve been here, you know what I’m talking about.

  1. The traffic.
  2. Real estate and rental prices (actually the almost total lack of rental properties) that are driving long-time residents and young families out of the area.
  3. The trend toward turning venerable historic structures and otherwise serviceable homes into McMansions.
  4. Over- and/or otherwise inappropriate development.
  5. The growing number of people and businesses that seem to believe that it is fine to profit from or otherwise enjoy the benefits of living and working here, but feel no obligation to contribute to or participate in the life of the community.

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Currently listening to: Oh What a World by Rufus Wainwright

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A Small Contribution to the Immigration Discussion

Sometimes the simplest advice is the best.

“If you want others to be happy, practice compassion. If you want to be happy, practice compassion.”  ~ Dalai Lama

We all need to have a little compassion for each other when looking for solutions to complex problems.

Thanks to Jennifer, author of the great  inspirational blog Goodness Graciousness for bringing this quote to my attention.

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Currently listening to: The Christians and the Pagans by Dar Williams