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Revere Beach And The Spot I Cannot Forget

Mass­a­chu­setts State Police Bar­racks on Revere Beach which for­mally was the MDC Police Sta­tion. Shoot­ing took place about 100 feet from the right hand side of the station.

It was in the late fifties and I was just com­ing into my teenage years and for­ever I will remem­ber that day.  My life­long friend Alan Belin­fante (owner of Beach Sales in Revere) and I were walk­ing the Revere Beach Boule­vard tak­ing in all the sights and sounds on a warm summer’s day with the noise of the peo­ple and amuse­ments drown­ing out our conversation.

We had just passed the MDC Police Sta­tion (now Revere Bar­racks of Mass­a­chu­setts State Police) and were com­ing towards group of carnival-like booths; the Cyclone Roller Coaster was prob­a­bly our destination.

There were rows of booths where peo­ple were try­ing to win prizes and a cou­ple of real live 22 cal­iber rifle shoot­ing gal­leries that were part of the scene. We slowed down to see how the shoot­ers were doing. There was a row of 22 cal­iber rifles chained to the counter top to pre­vent any­thing other than shoot­ing at the mov­ing tar­gets. I don’t know if there was a min­i­mum age for use but I do know that I had shot those rifles many times.

Sud­denly there was a scream and we saw a young girl falling to the ground a car length in front of us. There was blood flow­ing from her head wound and peo­ple were scream­ing and run­ning every which way.  The police were there in sec­onds and then the big MDC Cadil­lac ambu­lance showed up, scooped the lit­tle girl up and took off. This was before the days of EMTs and Para­medics who give instant care at a scene. An MDC Police Car escorted it and they left for Boston and Mass Gen­eral Hospital.

Alan and I just started run­ning the other way. We were not sure what hap­pened till we read the news­pa­per accounts the next day. I know I did not tell my par­ents about being at the inci­dent oth­er­wise I would have been banned from the beach forever.

In the news sto­ries that fol­lowed it was said the teenager boy who shot the girl said “I was with my girl­friend who was babysit­ting her sis­ter and I was just try­ing to scare her to make her shut up.” she died later that day. He was tried for mur­der. I don’t remem­ber the out­come of the trial. They came from Boston’s West End.

Not all my Revere Beach Mem­o­ries are bad. As a child, my mother took my sis­ter and I to the beach almost every day. We spent our sum­mers on the beach and as a teenager, my friends and I hung there at night.

I used to play those car­ni­val games and won two para­keets putting a dime on the num­ber 60. I remem­ber telling the friends I was with, “watch and I will show you how to win.” Next thing they knew I was run­ning down the beach shirt­less hav­ing taken my shirt off to pro­tect the para­keets and bring them home where they lived for many years.

This Is What Alan Belin­fante Remem­bers Of That Day.

Ok, we were on our bicy­cles, mine a Raleigh, used, you I think Schwinn. We stopped at the shoot­ing gallery, you on one side strad­dling your bike, me on the other. The idea at the shoot­ing gallery was to use the 22 cal. bul­lets to knock out a red star and Win $5.00.

The guns were sup­posed to be left unloaded until a patron tried their luck. Now, the unfor­tu­nate cir­cum­stances. A young teen age girl was babysit­ting a young fam­ily and took them to Revere Beach for the day. She ran into a teenage boy in the penny arcade and left with him and the chil­dren to stroll the boulevard.

Right out­side the arcade was the shoot­ing gallery. The rifles had a chain on the bar­rel for safety? His story in the after­math of the tragedy was he pulled the trig­ger quickly at the tar­get to make sure the rifle was empty (he did not actu­ally pay for the shoot).”

Just try­ing to impress the girls. Then, he turned the gun at the group to scare them, actu­ally aim­ing high in case (even though he said he tested before). The restric­tion of the safety chain only allowed for lim­ited move­ment when turn­ing the gun out­side its nor­mal range.

Unfor­tu­nately for that lit­tle girl, his aim­ing high and the safety chain was just enough to have the 22 cal. bul­let hit her in the tem­ple. A very small hole, as I remem­ber, almost no blood and unfor­tu­nately no move­ment, she just dropped.

We did race our bikes to the MDC sta­tion, as we arrived they were already pour­ing out of the sta­tion. I don’t think we went back to the scene. We were close that day, I have thought about a lit­tle more chain or move­ment and it could have been one of us. Any­way, that’s how I always remem­bered that day.

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