LI Sweat Fest to be sponsored by Wantagh fitness studio

Fitness groups across Long Island – including one from Wantagh – will join in on a socially distanced fitness competition this fall to raise money for cancer research and support local businesses.

In a flurry of sorrow and grief following 9/11, one Seaford group rises

In late September 2001, Massapequa resident Tom Condon, then a Seaford High School guidance counselor, was coaching a football game when he was approached by Ken Haskell.

Task force could improve life for Nassau County residents with disabilities

A new group in the early stages of formation could help improve the lives of Nassau County residents with disabilities.

Wantagh alumna selected as Playbill contest finalist

Wantagh High School alumna Katriana Koppe, 18, was selected as a Top 10 finalist in Playbill’s Search for the Star contest earlier this month, where she received a free audition with a casting …

Jones Beach bridge dedicated to NYPD detective

Cutrone, 51 of Bethpage, was a detective in the NYPD’s 90th and 69th Precincts in Brooklyn and the Brooklyn North Narcotics Division.

Randi Kreiss

Season of fire and flood slips into September

It has been a season of extremes, but after the floods, fires, winds, Covid surges, ICUs getting slammed, little ones getting sick, and the heat waves, one drumbeat persists . . .

Scott Brinton

Memories of covering 9/11 haunt me still

My wife called soon after 9 a.m. on Sept. 11, 2001, her voice measured but tense. I was half-awake, preparing myself for the day . . .

Editorial

Vaccine race is a community-by-community effort

More than 80 percent of Nassau County adults have received at least their first dose of a Covid-19 vaccine. That’s excellent. Overall . . .

Editorial

And don’t forget your flu shot this year

With all the highly necessary talk about the Covid-19 vaccine, it would be easy to overlook the flu shot, which each of us should get every year, but only about half of us do.

Op-Ed

Reflections on race, racism and respect

Years ago, my wife and I walked onto a Martha Vineyard’s beach with my Cornell University advisee and his parents, only to be confronted by a white man asking where we thought we were going.