Category Archives: myth

Da Friggin’ Quincy Quarries

Jumping off Shipwreck in 1989 1994 death-defying leap into Swingles Quarry followed by low-riding from Rooftop. How high from the Rail to the water? 120 feet? We’ll never know. The Quincy Quarries were buried by the debris from the Big Dig. All to save five minutes on the ride through Boston.

THE BEST FORM OF FLATTERY by Peter Nolan Smith

Midtown traffic was snarled by the security measures protecting foreign dignitaries from any harm during the annual UN General Assembly. Crosstown streets were closed east of 5th Avenue and a beeping tentacle of the congestion packed Madison Avenue. My bus took 20 minutes to cover ten blocks. I was late for a gallery opening on […]

TIME HAS COME TODAY by the Chambers Brothers

In the late-60s I attended a Catholic Boys high school ten miles away from my house. No buses or trains ran between the suburbs on the outskirts of Boston and only connection between these bedroom communities was Route 128 orbiting Boston from Nantasket Beach in the South Shore to the North Shore fishing port of […]

Page 45

A friend of mine wrote that if you pick up the book closest to you and open to page 45, then the first line will describe your life. I think this type of shit is nonsense, however the Taschen John Lennon book was at hand and I opened the paperback to page 45. “Foreign-made pornographic […]

THE CLOSET OF LOST THINGS by Peter Nolan Smith

The Nuns of Our Lady of the Foothills taught their students math, English, religion, history, geography, and a scattering of other basic subjects. Their educational technique depended heavily on rote memorization and harsh discipline. The Palmer penmanship was beaten into our rebellious right hands. Laziness on small ts earned a wrap on the knuckles. The […]