Tag Archives: 1971

Damn Les Habitants

My introduction to French was via the heavy accent of a cartoon skunk, who appeared on TV every Saturday morning during the 1950s. Pepe Le Pew never got the girl. Skunks smelled bad and supposedly the French also never bathed with soap. I knew little else of France. That country lay across the Atlantic Ocean, […]

COLD AS IT GETS by Peter Nolan Smith

Mount Washington is far from the tallest mountain on the face of the Earth, however in 1934 the summit observatory recorded the strongest wind on the planet at 231 mph or 372 km/hr. Winter temperatures on Agiocochook, or “Home of the Great Spirit” regularly dropped as low as -50F. Death from hypothermia can occur within […]

the umpeenth coming by peter nolan smith

In the summer of 1971 my three friends and I tripped on LSD in White Mountains. the window pane was fierce. A twelve year-old emerged from the forest. For a minute almost believed he was Jesus, but his name was Jessie from Bethel NH Music by doug henderson ex-drummer of Spongehead Vortex sculpture by Dave […]

Aurora Borealis Maine July 4, 1971

On the 4th of July in 1971 my friends John Gilmore, Mark McLaughlin, and Tommie Jordan and I left from the South Shore of Boston for holiday in Maine. We stopped at my grandmother’s cabin on Watchic Pond for a swim and Italian sandwiches. After watching fireworks over the Presumpscot River we headed north for […]

WHEN FAT MEN FLY by Peter Nolan Smith / Chapter 1

Fat people were a rarity in 1970. Jonathan Winters was the only one appearing on TV, none resided in my neighborhood south of Boston, and only a few attended my university. I had one fat friend. His name was Wayne. He made me laugh, but I never thought of him as fat. Chubby, but not […]