Sunday morning in Fire Island Pines was a scorcher. The ceiling fans in the share house pushed the heat around as we fretted over Board Shorts clashing with Nike high top sneakers and searched bedrooms for missing designer sunglasses. Spirits were high and not just because of the Bloody Marys which constituted our breakfast as we prepared to descend upon the annual [...]

It’s white cinder block walls and a jalousie window that greet my eyes and it’s the rattling of dishes and silverware mixed with laugher that assault my ears when I first wake up on Sunday morning- or is it early afternoon. It takes several minutes of lying very still and thinking to realize I have somehow [...]