Wow, what a small world! The first ten years of my life I lived in what was then rural redneck New Hampshire in Sandown, which is now a bedroom community of Boston with a price tag to match. Back in the 70's, in a very different era, my father would drive to Haverhill, across the state line in Massachusetts, and buy a large bottle of cheap wine at Kappy's Liquor Store. Then we would proceed on down to Roslindale, where I had an uncle who lived there until 1985 when he passed on. I have been there numerous times, in a Mad Men like era where one could get away to some degree with drunk driving. I remember riding the MBTA (I think those were the initials?) to my uncle's place though I am not sure where we parked. Small world!!! RobOriginally Posted by creaker
PS Please forgive me for getting nostalgic. I can remember my first slug at liquor was back in 1975 on a visit on the subway to my uncle in Roslindale, but he didn't answer his door because my wealthy aunt was there and told him not to answer to the Austrian trash - my mother. We went on down to Providence, RI, instead, not very far away as these states are so much smaller than in the West, and I learned about camels that day as we went to the zoo in Providence and there were camels there. I ended out getting sick that day as it was August and very humid but I remember those camels to this day! Utterly fascinating! Rob
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