Two Buildings, Tons of Memories

November 22, 1966, first day on the job, my job for life. Reported at 7 am for an 8 o’clock shift, Morris Ostroff, the man in charge of the lab, comes in at 8 smoking a cigar as long as he is tall. Morris hands me an apron, sponge and states, “follow me.” It is my job to keep the 5 wet darkrooms clean, make sure the chemicals are fresh and bring Morris’ daily play […]

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Firefighters Know How to Bury Their Own

In the last 12 years I have covered the funeral of six Worcester Firefighters. Five of the six died at the Cold Storage Warehouse fire on December 6, 1999 and the sixth one was last week, just two days after the 12th anniversary of that awful fatal fire. Six firefighters died in the Cold Storage fire in 1999 and I would have covered all of them except one of the funerals was on Saturday.  I […]

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Make Love Not War

  After 45 years and hundreds of police confrontations I saw the slogan born in the 60s when the anti Vietnam War protests came to life, only reversed. It was Saturday morning at 5am when Boston Police moved in on the Occupy Boston protestors and the city took back the Dewey Square encampment. I had gotten credible information Friday, that the police would be moving in and, along with the information the office received, the […]

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The Best Aftermath Wins

After 45 years of chasing news professionally  I realize I cannot be the first on the scene with a camera unless I am the first one on the scene. Everyone is ready to capture the moment happening in front of them.It started about midnight last night when in the background as I was sort of sleeping I heard someone on my scanners say, “fully involved.” I had not a clue who it was and as quickly […]

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Welcome Home My Son

43 plus years later I received two emails about a photo I took in 1968. Probably my favorite welcome home photo. It was before huge gates rolled to the planes or the plane came to the terminal to unload its passengers.  It was when you could stand on the tarmac and it could be bitter cold but the warmth of watching what was happening in front of you warmed you up better than a hot […]

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