Remembering youth and love on the island of Nantucket. From Cliff Beach to Madaket, Surfside to Sankaty Head, Brant Point to Great Point, and from Polpis to downtown, the welcoming pineapples of the Jared Coffin House have sung their siren song, and the storied island of Nantucket is populated by many ghosts from my past.
Read the story at the link below.
On a Beach on Nantucket
Laudizen King
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