Martha’s Vineyard Redux—the Eighth Year

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Panorama from top of the Cape Poge lighthouse, Chappaquiddick, Martha’s Vineyard, with Erica

The Kast family week on Martha’s Vineyard was just a wistful wish the year I turned 70. “You can have it,” said my daughter, Erica, and I did. Our motley mix includes the progeny and friends of many marriages, ranging in age from 2 (great-grandson Avi and granddaughter Arisha) to 77 (me). Some come now and then, some every year, some came once and not again. Births and deaths have altered us, but the event perdures.

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Containers, New Bedford

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Kathy and Carter

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Carter doing Barre

This year I spent the previous week with Carter Frank and Kathy Koch on Cuttyhunk, a tiny island with neither cars nor stores just off the Vineyard. Thus the crane in New Bedford hoisting containers of supplies onto the Cuttyhunk ferry. Carter did a barre each morning on the porch, followed by Cunningham 6’s and Tai Chi. I wrote, all read and hiked and swam.

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Richard and Maggie on porch

Staying in Matthew Deyo’s East Chop house on Martha’s Vineyard (the place we like the best), we cooked each night with produce from the West Tisbury Farmer’s Market, swam on Jetty Beach (even Richard got wet once, and Avi loved the water). We kayaked on Sengekontacket Pond (Joan’s first time), rode the ancient carousel, bought fish to grill in Menemsha and ate a lobster roll along the harbor.

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Ari, Avi and Oliver on Jetty Beach

Kim, Joan and Erica loved the stronger surf on Longpoint Beach, and I, as you can see, preferred to watch.

My son, Anton flew six hours each way to join us for a day, just in time for the family portrait.  Granddaughter Emma, interning for Bernie Sanders; had the fun but missed the portrait; Aza was en route to Asia; Tom and family had just settled outside Vienna and could not come.

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Maggie at Longpoint Beach (photo by Erica)

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Inside Cape Poge Lighthouse

Erica and I made our first trip to Cape Poge, way out on the tip of Chappaquiddick, where Oyster Catchers feed.

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Oyster Catcher

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Erica, Maggie, Kim, Eun, Joan, Oliver in back row; Anton, Avi, Ari, Richard in front

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Menemsha Panorama, Kim and Maggie (photo by Erica)

I am the author of The Crack between the Worlds: a dancer's memoir of loss, faith and family, one of Image Update's Ten Best of 2009. My first novel, A Free, Unsullied Land, was published by Fomite Press. I am a Board member of Links Hall, an incubator and presenter of dance and performance art.

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