Pop tells of his varied experiences as a sailor and of his first jobs as a youth in Maine. He also worries near the end of the letter that circumstances may prevent any of his sons from getting college degrees. For the record, this proved to be one of many instances of needless worry for [...]
Emerson Street is a short street with a 90 degree turn in the middle. My block is the east side of Emerson Street below the turn. Last week’s Sense of Place featured the brown house that belonged to Bill Hurst when I grew up. When he died a few years ago that left me the [...]
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Last week I made a couple entries regarding the conditions of Haiti and the influence of our government on the western hemisphere. This would seem to be leading up to a big plea for giving generously to Haiti. Well, yes and no. Despite some entrenched misconceptions to the contrary, the United States is not all [...]
Pop shares a story about my kind-hearted brother Pete and about his days in New York City during Prohibition. Springfield College, Springfield, Mass. Mr. Harold Lufkin, V.P. Feb. 15, 1961 Newton Mfg. Co. Newton, Iowa. Dear Mr. Lufkin: Thanks a lot for enlightening me on the subject of Colfax! I wish that like so many [...]
Two houses up the street from me is a brown house that belonged to Bill Hurst. He had a large family with kids around my age and I hung out there a lot. The driveway in the foreground beloned to the Colwell’s. There is a narrow storm drain that ran underneath the lenght of the [...]
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I no longer watch corporate media news, but I was informed about some talking heads out there claiming Haiti is getting what they deserved. That is why I don’t watch corporate media news. I don’t care if those pundits came from one of the most respected think tanks, those are the most dangerous ones for [...]
The next few entries will be about the Haitian earthquake tragedy, starting with this first post about “normal” conditions. In 2003 my entire family of five went on a work camp trip to the Dominican Republic, which is on the same island as Haiti. We were in the suburbs called Los Alcarizzos to help rebuild [...]
This is a letter from Harold Lufkin to Pop. Since Pop’s previous letter mentions Colfax, as well as the next one, I’m including this letter as a bridge between the two. Mr. Leon Sinclair February 13, 1961 Box 473 Norfolk, Connecticut Dear Leon: You have an excellent memory. What you were talking about at Colfax [...]