Frank Sullivan, Guest Author… Latin Scholar
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How well I remember the trolleys – to and from Classical on the Smith Street trolley, to and from my mother’s dry goods store at 1072 Chalkstone Avenue, and while at Classical, the Broad Street trolley to Roger Williams Park for track practice (I was the manager of the team in 1942-3).
Jerry Zeoli, […]
A love story unfolds.
Mr. Flynn gives me a treasure
Bristol celebrates.
A Ukulale on Federal Hill? Really?
He loved so much when he was a kid. Lucky Tony.
In this beautiful town in Portugal...music.
The cement of the park was interspersed with stones to resemble the earth. The men, likely retired, and the grandparents went in this mid-afternoon… a comfortable meeting place, tranquil and where one can hear and be heard. The music I heard as I sat on the bench was the rhythmic murmur of talk and falling […]