|Egret on Sengekontacket Pond (photo by Jordan Miller)|
|Lola above Inkwell Beach|
|Lola and Anton in Menemsha|
This year they did the dishes daily.
|left to right: Erica, Maggie, Ari, Avi, Byron, Oliver, Richard, Kim, Eun|
|Ari and Avi|
Missing from the group photo: Anton and Lola, friends Sasha and Jordan. (Just try herding cats.) Twenty-one, twenty-eight, thirty-five.
Seven years ago I wished for a reunion for my 70th birthday. Thrown together, far from land, the family sensed utopia, a noplace where the days lacked names, and hours took a break. It's still that way for me, but my time out is located in a very real and complicated place—an island threatened by drowning in the rising waters of its sea as well as the rising prices of its land.
|VW covered in ivy, Oak Bluffs|
|Sasha and Erica on Sengekontacket Pond|
|Erica and Kim the furthest out at Longpoint Beach|