Jack D. Capone

One of the sadder aspects of being a historical society is the continuing loss of your supporters. Vibrant individuals, with a wealth of knowledge, age and are lost to our community. Our hopes are that, through oral histories and other programs, these voices can be...

A Story

The bright red Fiat 1100 convertible drove through the lattice work of the Shinnecock canal bridge and then another hundred yards or so before turning into the horseshoe parking lot of the Canoe Place Inn. The car was not easy to come by, but the unobtrusive...

The Plural of Mural

It is true that you never know what goes on behind closed doors. When some first heard that the Historical Society (PLEASE do not call us the ‘hysterical society’ – we are not the least bit hysterical – usually) was going to preserve the Lyzon Hat Shop,...

Fruits of Our Labor

So, what do you have for the history blog this week? Blog? Oh, shoot, is it that time already? Damn. Just use whatever comes to mind. Okay, well… June has arrived and brought with it another one of my best-loved things! No, I’m not talking about the nicer...