University of Boston was at end of this street before moving to Columbia Point. We’d study, discuss big ideas, write papers & get high in the library on Arlington street. City colleges include vibe of the city. It was dynamic it was marvelous. It was the sixties!
Between classes we’d lie on the grass at Boston Gardens-just up the street & think about the universe & our lives -making things better. It was 1968-so demonstrations on Boston Common were often & energizing. As a reporter for MassMedia news, I had an upfront view. Together w my photographer, we’d be on the frontline of everything. Just everything. Heady stuff. Optimism. Idealism. Hope.
I’m still looking for Jack Daly -lost him somehow on campus; he was a sweet disenchanted Vietnam Vet -home & causing a ruckus in his laid back way. I’ve always rooted for the underdog-then & now! Namaste!
Memory - written on my IPhone - in traffic abutting the South End - my youth & crazy days!
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