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To many, however, South Fork is the true Long Island. It is Montauk
Lighthouse, Gurney's Inn, and the Hamptons, impressive homes, shimmering
sand and romantic artists. It's Montauk Harbor watching the ships
come in -- sea and sky luminous with that special evening light. It's
driving along Main Street, East Hampton, once voted the most beautiful
Broadway in the United States, and strolling down Southampton's "Ye
Towne Street Opened1648."
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And it's Sag Harbor Oakland Cemetery where the sailing men who drowned
at sea lie, a reminder of the Golden Age of Whaling when 63 whaling
ships sailed out of Sag Harbor, lured by hopes of adventure and dreams
of wealth.
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The wealth is different on the North Fork.
Here came Long Islanders whose interest lay in fishing the sea and
plowing the land. The first to grow grapes commercially on Long Island
since colonial times were Louisa and Alex Hargrave. Alex, with a master's
degree in Chinese studies from Harvard, and Louisa, a teacher, had
no experience in grape growing when they started their now famous
winery in 1973.
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North Fork has a contentment verging on humility.
The paradox of Long Island is that in sleepy North Fork are some of
its most dynamic islanders, those with the greatest pride in their
land and in their hopes for the future. It's as if they feel Long
Island, despite its rich history, has its better years ahead. It's
as if they know although Long Island is good for a short vacation,
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We regret to report that Margaret Anderson died suddenly of a heart
attack on March 29th
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