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    December 1, 2016

    Recalling the 1940s

    Train to Boston In the 1940s, my mother, sister and I took the train to Boston at least three times a year to visit our aunt and uncle who lived in Lexington, Mass. Our trips were usually in February during school vacation, April during school vacation or the Albanian Orthodox Easter, and in August during summer vacation. The Maine Central Railroad train would leave Rockland at 8:05 a.m., and it was a must that …

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    August 4, 2016

    Lobster roll

    I have been doing research on the creation of the first lobster roll in Rockland. This is what I have discovered. I remember as a 10-year-old boy when I started working or hanging around our family store, Economy Fruit, in the summer of 1945, I visited Sim’s Lunch with Earl Cook, who was managing Economy’s while my three older brothers were in the service. Carl Simmons was the owner of Sim’s Lunch then, and was …

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    July 14, 2016

    Three vignettes

    Watching people One of my favorite pastimes is watching people. During my profession I have the opportunity to meet and deal with all kinds of people. I like most peole who make this fascinating world of ours. Good and bad. Young and old. In fact, I am going to be a professsional people-watcher when I retire. It does not cost too much, just time. Let me explain how fun it could be for people of all ages. On nice, …

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    May 5, 2016

    How Dick Curless came to Rockland

    In 1957, I joined the Maine Air National Guard at Dow Air Base in Bangor. Part of my six-year enlistment was to spend 12 weeks of basic training and 12 weeks of tech school. One meeting a month, plus two weeks of training at an air base on Cape Cod once a year for six years. After I completed my 24 weeks of training, I went to work at WRKD in December 1957 as a copywriter and announcer. I got promoted to sales …

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    February 11, 2016

    First airplane ride

    There are some things in life as an adult you can remember from when you were a youngster. Like your first something. I can remember my first airplane ride, and I was only 6. But what a ride it was. The year was 1941. My neighbor on Prescott Street in Rockland was Clifford Raye. Better known as Tete Raye. As a little boy I used to spend a lot of evening time at Tete’s workshop. One of his hobbies was to repair …

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    December 24, 2015

    My favorite Christmas

    Christmas of 1945 will always be special with me and my memories. World War II was over and my three older brothers, Richard, James and Christy, who were in the armed services, would soon be coming home. My mother, sister Virginia and I had spent the last two Christmases alone. My brother James had enlisted in the Navy in June 1942. The Christmas of 1942 was the last Christmas we celebrated with my two other …

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    August 27, 2015

    The circus, summer of '42

    The summer of 1942, World War II had come to Rockland. Some of our boys had already enlisted in the armed services, others would soon be drafted to help fight and defend our country. Gas and food rationing was upon us, as were evening blackouts along our coastlines. But we still had Popsicles and Fudgesicles, bubble gum and candy, soda pop from our local bottlers, but no Coke or Pepsi. The summer of 1942, all the …

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    February 26, 2015

    Narragansett beer wagon

    It was 1943, World War II was upon us and the citizens of Rockland were becoming accustomed to that dirty word “rationing.” Certain food items were rationed in our grocery stores, and gasoline was rationed in several ways. The everyday regular driver of an automobile was allowed a certain amount of gasoline a week. Commercial businesses were allowed more to get their goods and services delivered. It seems in …

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    December 25, 2014

    Goolo's Christmas

    When I was young, there lived in Rockland an old Albanian man called Goolo. His real name was James Christo. Goolo was a handyman for dirty jobs to the Rockland Albanian families and other Rockland citizens. The way he dressed in baggy old clothes, always dirty, he appeared dumb to some people, but he was not for me. Goolo could do almost everything, I thought at the time. He lived alone at the end of Winter …

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    December 4, 2014

    Pearl Harbor

    December 7, 1941, a day of infamy, as the president at that time, Franklin Roosevelt, called it during his speech to Congress in declaring war on Japan after the bombing of Pearl Harbor. I was only 6 years old at that time, not realizing that it would change my life and a hundred of thousands of other Americans’ as a result of World War II. During our youth years, we all seem to remember an important event. This …

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