Every August, a distinct kind of magic takes over Houston’s airports. If you look closely, you’ll catch it: That knowing nod, the shared smile, and the unspoken collective sigh of Black travelers heading to the gate. But they aren’t boarding flights to Cancun, Miami, or the Bahamas. They are bound for a historic sanctuary of Black joy and legacy – Martha’s Vineyard. For generations, the Massachusetts island has served as a summer sanctuary for …
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