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12/7/1960

Seventy-SIX years ago Japanese aircraft attacked the US Pacific Fleet. Nearly every capital ship in Pearl Harbor was sunk of severely damaged by bombs or torpedoes and the Pacific Ocean became a Japanese lake until Midway. The next day President Roosevelt declared before Congress, “December 7th shall live forever as a day of infamy.” This […]

The Meaning of Pure

This is a video of my story THE MEANING OF PURE. In 1995 I crosse the Himalayas and traveled to Benares. Swimming in the Ganges washed away your sins. My bath in the Mother of India was dedicated to my baby brother who had passed from AIDS earlier in the summer. Michael Charles Smith comes […]

THE MEANING OF PURE by Peter Nolan Smith

In the summer of 1995 my baby brother died of AIDS. I sought solace for Michael’s soul by visiting the holy sites of Asia. I lit candles before the Buddha in Chiang Mai. I circumnavigated Lhasa’s Jokhang Temple. Despite a lifelong disbelief in religion this pilgrimage comforted my sense of loss. In November I crossed […]

My Father, My Best Friend

My father, Frank A Smith II came from Maine. His mother and father met during WWI. Edith Hamlin had been a nurse with Royal Canadian Medical Expedition. My grandmother had been trying to make a troopship to France. The gangway was being pulled and a man extended his hand to pull her aboard. That man […]

GAY BOY by Peter Nolan Smith

My first eight years were spent on Falmouth Foresides across the harbor from Portland. Summer was for swimming in Watchic Pond and rowing dories from the dock at the end of the street. I never wanted to leave, but in 1960 my father was promoted to a Ma Bell job in Boston. Better pay. Chances […]