You likely remember the stories that popped up in media outlets across the country after the Chicago Cubs won the World Series. They were about the fans, some 100 years old, who were celebrating for the first time their team winning the championship. READ
My wife always fires back the same wisecrack each time I make a joke about her joining a concert band. For example, we walked past the Patchogue Theatre for the Performing Arts during Tuesday’s Fourth of July parade, where a concert band had assembled in front to fill the morning air with patriotic tunes as the fire trucks and dancers and Boy Scouts marched by. READ
In a scene at the beginning of “Wedding Crashers,” the Vince Vaughn character, Jeremy Grey, calls his co-worker and close friend into his office on a seemingly urgent matter.
“What’s going on?” asks John Beckwith, played by Owen Wilson. READ
The outrage flooded social media in a swift, decisive avalanche Friday afternoon. Moments after The New York Times published an opinion piece by its newest conservative columnist, Bret Stephens, response from the paper’s liberal-majority audience bordered on hysteria. READ
I spent four years at a private university in New York and, to the surprise of no one, it was not free.
Associating the word “free” with college seems like an oxymoron. Has anyone even seen the price of a textbook? READ
A wave of panic rushed through my body as my co-worker handed me his cell phone. My mind raced through all sorts of possibilities of what I was about to hear.
It was five years ago on a Saturday night in Saratoga Springs. I was settling into the cocktail hour at our annual New York State Press Association convention before the final dinner and round of awards. The weekend festivities were drawing to an end and I was relaxing with a glass of wine, mingling with my fellow writers.
The call came in the early hours of Jan. 22.
At home in Southold, Dorothy Ann Jester struggled to comprehend the news. A day meant for celebration had suddenly become a day of mourning. READ
I’ve always looked forward to Thanksgiving weekend. In high school, it signaled the start of basketball season. In my early 20s, I’d get together with friends every Black Friday to attend a concert in the city. As a reporter, I’ve covered the Long Island Championships in football nearly every year, which is the pinnacle of high school sports in Suffolk County.
It may seem clichéd to say I love reading The Onion, the satirical news website with headlines like “Wall Street Executive Telling Friend How Amazing It Is To See Clinton Live,” but alas it’s true. READ
The scar starts at the top of Margarita Jimenez’s neck and stretches down her back, serving as a constant reminder of a fateful morning one year ago. It’s a mark the Riverhead native will carry with her for the rest of her life.
She embraces it now. READ