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LOSING MY RELIGION by Peter Nolan Smith

A week before Christmas of 1967 I received my midterm report card from Our Lord’s Health High School. Bruder Karl had been gracious enough to pass me with a D+ in German, but Brother Valentine failed me in religion. The accompanying letter stated that my scholarship had been revoked for the remainder of my sophomore […]

AX IN HAND by Peter Nolan Smith

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 […]

ANCIENT PORNO by Peter Nolan Smith

The term pornography was derived from the Greeks linking two words; prostitute and I read. The portrayal of sexual acts can be traced to pre-Ice Age and anthropologists have claimed that a naked figurine carved from a mammoth ivory was man’s first attempt at figurative representation. Opponents to this thought have countered that not a […]

Not For Nothing

On winter nights as a child in Maine in the 1950s I listened hockey and basketball games on the radio from Boston and the Far North. While I loved the Celtics and Bruins, I cherished even more so the fading in and out of hockey games from the Montreal Forum, for even if I didn’t […]

Revere Beach Xmas Morn

In the late 19th Century the working classes needed escape from the daily trauma of merciless bosses of low paid jobs and the railroads constructed narrow-gauge lines leading out of the cities to summer destinations such as lakes and beaches. Boston’s Brahmins cautiously accepted this invasion of the suburbs as long as the destinations were […]