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LOSING GOD by Peter Nolan Smith

A week before Christmas of 1967 I received my midterm report card from Our Lord’s Health High School. Having a stutter and stammer I had been expecting worst, however Bruder Karl had graciously passed me with a D+ in German. He loved that I read the poetry of Rilke. Brother Valentine had seen no merit […]

30 TRIPLE A – 2013

Skinny girls were an anathema in America’s buxom 1950s. The overt sexuality of Marilyn Monroe, Sophia Loren, and Brigitte Bardot created a male obsession for full-figured women and their curvaceous silhouettes cursed millions of patriotic men with a disdain for ingenues, method actresses, and slender showgirls throughout the Eisenhower years and the early 1960s promised […]

NO REST FOR THE WICKED – 2008 – Boston

Eleven years after leaving the USA for good I departed from Thailand in May of 2008. My internet business had been wiped out by the shrinking dollar. Being broke in New York was not fun and at the month’s end I bussed up to Boston to celebrate my birthday. Written 1/9/13 2:51 PM That night my […]

HillBilly Ranch Bar Boston – 1999

As you get old you forget. as you get older, you are forgotten – anon I know that I didn’t come up with that quote, because I haven’t really forget everything yet and several years ago I reminisced about Lost Boston with a few old-timers during an afternoon Jacob Wirth’s bar, while killing time waiting […]

THE CURSE OF A NE’ER-DO-WELL by Peter Nolan Smith

Back in 1974 I was going out with a sixteen year-old high school student from Brookline. Hilde’s father, th editor for the Boston Globe, was separated from her mother. Ann was insane, but many insane people lived normal existences and Ann was the mother of six kids. Her new husband, a VP at Bose Speakers, […]