Category Archives: 70s

Valley Of Pot

August 1972 was five years past San Francisco’s Summer of Love. A college friend from Crane’s Beach and I had hitchhiked from Boston to the West Coast in 45 hours. A mutual girlfriend, Marilyn, was hostessing topless at a Barbary Coast strip club. 3 months’ tips paid a year’s tuition. After a few hugs and […]

DETECTIVE POEM # 1

Itís Three in the morning And my clientís mistress hasnít left The diplomatís 65th Street townhouse. The blonde wisp went in at One. The upstairs lights went out at One-fifteen. I stand in the alley. The night wind is a little cold. No complaints. Itís my job. To watched someone elseís life. Not a spy. […]

GUNS GUNS GUNS by Peter Nolan Smith

American boys loved guns in the 50s. Plastic weapons lay gift-wrapped under the Christmas tree. Our movie heroes slaughtered the countryís enemies on the silver screen and TV cops performed gun ballets on prime time. Guns were good for the country and America was good to guns. Armed with air rifles my older brother, our […]

MIAMI BEACH BLIND by Peter Nolan Smith

A dawn of rain, drizzle, snow, and ice pellets greeted Boston on the first day of 1975. The weather on the second day of January was equally miserable, but by late morning the temperature had risen into the 40s and I walked from my Beacon Hill apartment to Chinatown. The Mass Pike onramp was the […]

Ava’s Patpong Story 1977

Men like to think of Thailand as a Disneyland for one sex of the species. Truthfully not many farang women frequent Patpong or Nana Plaza other than those harridans testing the fidelity of their disgruntled boyfriends and husbands. The temptation of Thai hookers is sometimes too strong for their spouses as was the case of […]