Category Archives: semi-fiction

THE UMPTEENTH COMING by Peter Nolan Smith

“This is the dawning of the Age of Aquarius” Those words were sung by the cast of HAIR in 1969 and millions of hippies dropped acid to touch the Aquarian sky. Nirvana was attainable via LSD and on the Fourth of July 1970 my friends John Gilmour, Tommy Jordan, Mark McLaughlin and I scored a […]

RUN MOTHERFUCKERS RUN

Throughout the 60s the Eastern High School hockey tournament was held at the old Boston Arena. Games between bitter rivals packed the stands over the legal capacity of 4600. In the 1968 ECAC semi-finals BC High was pitted Somerville High. Fans from the public high school filled the rinkside seats, while BC High’s following crammed […]

Bobby Hull’s 8th Hat Trick

The Boston Garden was a hallowed destination for fathers and sons in the 60s. The pride of the city was the Celtics, who were NBA champs year after year. I was a basketball fanatic and my father brought my older brother and me to several games after our move from Maine to the South Shore […]

FOR THE LOVE OF HOCKEY by Peter Nolan Smith

My paternal grandfather had a saying about the seasons in Maine. “There are two seasons up here; winter and preparing for winter.” My early childhood contradicted this adage, for my five year-old senses recognized a very short and wet spring followed by a little longer and slightly warmer summer capped by a short and wet […]

THE RAT TRICK by Peter Nolan Smith

Hockey was bred into the blood of many New England boys. Frozen ponds and backyard rinks were our winter playground. My dreams of playing for the Boston Bruins ended with my father giving my older brother and me a lesson in how to skate backwards. We were standing the wind-swept surface of Watchic Pond. My […]