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The Nantucket of My Heart

                                                                    The Nantucket of My Heart
                                                                          By Jack Comeau

The Nantucket of my heart doesn’t emerge until way after Labor Day. As Halloween nears, the real Nantucket awakes. As the multi-tone mottle of grey, November, clouds and a stiff wind hints at the coming winter and whips up a stiff chop in Nantucket sound, now the island reaches into my soul. 

The Island Home.  Photograph courtesy of the Nantucket Historical Association.

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Dory Fisherman in Siasconset.  Photograph Courtesy of the Nantucket Historical Association.

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Letter from Nantucket

1848 Letter from a resident of Charleston, SC, to its newspaper, The Courier, about the island of Nantucket