Monthly Archives: January 2025

The Vanishing of Belief

January 30, 2025 – 2:14 pm

My Aunt Gloria loved to tell the story about my baptism. The christening was on a hot June day in 1952. Her husband was my godfather. He wore Marine officer whites and a smile. Uncle Jack was glad to be back from Korea. He was lucky to have survived the Chosin Reservoir. The priest recited […]

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BLESS ME FATHER by Peter Nolan Smith

January 30, 2025 – 8:38 am

Written February 10, 2022 My First Holy Communion and Confirmation of Faith to the Catholic Church took place at a church in Maine in 1960. My mother dressed me in white to symbolize the purity of my soul, although she had me wear a red jacket with a black velvet lapel. I had a fight […]

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HEAVY METAL ACCORDION by Peter Nolan Smith

January 30, 2025 – 1:35 am

Every boy has a best friend in his youth. In 1959 I was lucky enough to have two; my older brother Frunk and a neighbor. Chaney and I attended the same kindergarten class at Pinewood Elementary in Falmouth Maine and we did almost everything together boys were supposed to do that far north. In the […]

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Jeffery Dalmer Was Not Alone

January 26, 2025 – 7:15 pm

Jeffery Dalmer murdered over seventeen men from 1978 to 1991 in Milwaukee. He started with animals as a child. At his trial he claimed to have acted alone, however in 1964 I saw evidence that he might have been connected to a long-running nationwide Satanic cult. I wrote about it in my unpublished novel WICKED […]

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A Tree of Black Crows – 1964

January 26, 2025 – 12:02 pm

Back in the last century 1964 my best friend and I were walking through the woods of the Blue Hills south of Boston. Abandoned cow pastures overgrown with thorn thickets. Crows cawed beyond the dense tangle. We pushed through the copse and entered a meadow covered with thick grass. A church slouched to the ground, […]

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