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THE FIRST TEN MILES by Peter Nolan Smith

May 24, 1974 began as a warm morning in Boston. Pale blue swathed the sky from east to west. It was a good day to start a long trip. My friend AK, a blonde nursing school co-ed, and I traveled by the trolley to Jamaica Plains. We got off at Boynton Street and walked down […]

A Man’s Best Friend

Three years ago my father passed from this world. He is here with me more than ever. A boy’s best friend. Frank Arthur Smith II.

The Punch Bowl – Boston

From http://archive.guidemag.com Steps away from Park Square, in Bay Village, gay patrons poured into Mario’s, a restaurant with an upstairs bar; Jacques, a drag venue that still exists; Cavana’s, a boisterous women’s bar; and, in a former speakeasy space, the more formal Napoleon Club. Not far away, straddling the block between Providence and Boylston Streets, […]

Early Phone Sex

In the summer of 1968 I worked in a Boston phone exchange. There were hundreds of cable banks corresponding the working numbers. My friend and I would eavesdrop on thousands of conversations. Few people said anything of importance, but one couple practically invented phone sex and spoke at the same hour every day. One afternoon […]

Vanishing Everywhere

“What did you miss about New York?” my friends asked me after my return from Thailand. Looking around the city I had to admit that during my eight year absence from the Big Apple I missed nothing of the now, but everything of the then. Gone were CBGBs, the St. Mark’s Theater, The Orchida, Times […]