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Warmuth’s Boston

December 5, 2020 – 9:36 am

During the early 60s my mother would drive her six children into Boston to pick up my father at 51 Milk Street, where he worked for New England Telephone. She liked eating out, since it meant not having to cook for her ravenous horde. Our favorite restaurant was Warmuth’s. The restaurant specialized in steaks, lobbster, […]

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The Long Way Home

October 5, 2020 – 1:30 pm

Eastern Airlines served the Boston-NYC-Washington circuit throughout the 1960s as the premier shuttle airline between those three cities. A billboard at the entrance to Logan Airport promoted a $11 commute flight to La Guardia. My paper route paid that amount every week and I dreamed about purchasing a ticket to the Big Apple, however when […]

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THE EYE OF THE STORM by Peter Nolan Smith

August 5, 2020 – 9:06 am

In early September of 1960 Hurricane Donna struck New England as a category 2/3 storm. The radio station WBZ announced numerous school closing led by Beaver County Day School and closely followed by my primary school on the South Shore, Our Lady of the Foothills. My older brother and I were happy to stay home. […]

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The Selma Of The North

June 11, 2020 – 8:37 pm

I grew up in the 1960s on the South Shore of Boston. Only two African-Americans lived in my hometown. The Red Sox star pitcher Luis Tiant and the esteemed US Senator Edward Brooke. My neighborhood friends opened their hearts to reveal the incurable hatred in their souls. I never spoke to them again without saying […]

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AX IN HAND by Peter Nolan Smith

June 10, 2020 – 4:55 pm

My mother had spent her honeymoon on Bermuda. Every winter my parents had vacationed in the Caribbean and each July my father rented a Harwichport cottage for a week. My mother loved the ocean. On summer weekends they loaded his six children into the Ford Station wagon for a drive to the beach. Massachusetts had […]

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