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FASTER PUSSYCAT KILL KILL / Tura Santana

May 21, 2021 – 10:13 am

The South Shore Drive-In was located off 128 outside of Boston over the Blue Hills from my suburban development of split-level houses. No one went to the twin screens in the daytime, but on summer nights my father drove my mother and their six children to the open-air theater, where we watched THE TEN COMMANDMENTS […]

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The Year Of The Crow

March 17, 2021 – 1:27 am

My grandmother traveled by ship from Ireland to Boston at the age of 14. One heel of her good shoes broke coming down the gangway. It was her welcome to America. Once on a visit up to Maine someone asked the year of her arrival and Nana responded, “The Year of the Crow.” None of […]

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Journal Entry – June 20, 1977

February 11, 2021 – 12:36 pm

A long gap between entries. I left Boston hitchhiking on the Mass Pike. Libby and I went to the Other Side. The blonde model left with a tranny. I visited my parents, saying nothing about my life. I went over to Brookline to University Road. Hilde was with Dennis, but I was ignorant of her […]

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Journal Entry December 26, 1977

December 27, 2020 – 6:48 pm

Christmas dinner at my parents in Milton has been very pleasant, although my youngest brother Michael, was dying to tell the family that he was gay. I whispered at the dining table, “Don’t do it now. Only Mom doesn’t know you’re gay.” “Dad does?” “He never said so much, but you’re sort of obvious only […]

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Journal Entry – December 25, 1977

December 25, 2020 – 4:30 pm

Dec. 25, Boston. Yesterday after dancing at the 1270 Kevin and I ate Monte Cristo sandwiches at Ken’s Steak House on Boylston Street. The nineteen year-old played bass for the Mumps and like most young people he had with more future and less of a past than me, but we talked freely about punk and […]

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