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Front and center

May 9th, 2019

Pal Keith was ruminating the other day about his recent trip to Berlin, and how much its high-density, pedestrian-friendly model contrasts with the auto-happy sprawl on this side of the pond. Some of that can be chalked up to the encirclement the west sector of that city experienced during the Cold War, along with Europe’s […]

Howling wilderness

November 14th, 2017

I mean, kids are always getting into trouble, whatever, no big deal. But I think about some of the shit @ThatWeissGuy posts about all the time and wonder how he or anyone in Massachusetts is alive at all. — Smart Mark Hale (@ChaosMonkey) November 14, 2017 For some reason, Mark’s comment got me to thinking […]

Knowledge is a drug

March 31st, 2017

Before heading out to see the live-action Beauty and the Beast flick last Tuesday, Maura and I took a side trip out to Wilmington to return a pair of cable boxes to the local Comcast storefront. It wasn’t until we got there that we learned the place had relocated to one of the mixed-use developments […]

Just so ya know, kid

April 1st, 2016

This is a tricky one. Forty-four years of utter immersion and infrequent travel have put me in a place where I don’t realize something is a regionalism until a non-New Englander points it out to me. I was familiar enough with the limited geographic reach of terms like “bubbler” (water fountain) or “elastic” (rubber band) […]

A chemical memory

March 29th, 2016

Yesterday’s talk about the infamous Mothball Factory Jump of 1983 got me to wondering if the old place had any internet presence outside my occasional ramblings on this site. What I found wasn’t a huge shock, but it did startle me some. The above passage comes from an EPA report cataloging the most prominent landmarks […]

Hell bent for Leather City

November 11th, 2015

When rumors began circulating that Fallout 4 would be set in the post-nuclear ruins of 23rd Century Greater Boston, I wondered if my hometown of Woburn would be making its AAA videogame debut. When the rumors were confirmed by the developers and more details began to trickle out about some of the in-game locations, it […]

My chemical romance

December 29th, 2014

The above is neither a fragment from some kid’s Gamma World campaign nor an excerpt from Jack Kirby’s Fourth World production notes. It is, generic in fact, pharm a map of the North Woburn neighborhood where I grew up. (My family lived on Merrimac Street, an inch or so off the bottom left-hand corner of […]

The march toward mortality

July 14th, 2014

There’s a well known first season episode of The Twilight Zone titled “Walking Distance, price ” where Gig Young plays a middle aged ad man who has car trouble while driving past the outskirts of his childhood hometown. To kill time until the repairs are finished, he decides to check out his old hood and […]

I love Massachusetts — specifically the northeast quadrant of the Commonwealth where I’ve spent nearly my entire forty-two years — with the same fervor that the stereotypical Texan is perceived to love the Lone Star State. It’s geography as identity, ophthalmologist and I’ve fully embraced my provincialism and its associated characteristics. Not all of those […]

At home I’m a tourist

June 11th, 2014

The thrill of finding out that the Internet Archive had a scanned copy of the Federal Writers’ Project’s 1937 Massachusetts guidebook was compounded by the discovery that the one of its chapters was dedicated to my ambivalently loved City of Leather and Roses.

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