“Driving with my father through a wooded road leading from Easthampton to Amagansett, we suddenly came upon two women: mother and daughter. Both bowing, twisting, grimacing. I stared in wonderment,...

“Driving with my father through a wooded road leading from Easthampton to Amagansett, we suddenly came upon two women: mother and daughter. Both bowing, twisting, grimacing. I stared in wonderment,...