Author: Marty Luster

Yes, the official BPD estimate for the Boston March is 175,000. What an experience to be part of that extraordinary exercise of our First Amendment rights. And what an emotional trip to be there with my wife, my daughter, her husband and Shanti and Raj.

In August, 1963, having just graduated from college and awaiting the beginning of my first term at law school, I attended the Martin Luther King march on Washington. It was a singular moment of my life. In the intervening years I have attended and  documented probably hundreds of demonstrations, marches and rallies. I have talked to my grandkids about these things and now they have had their first experience in participatory democracy. I truly believe it will stay with them as long as my early experiences have stayed with me. They felt the embrace of this wonderfully diverse and energetic nation, and the boundless hope that is generated by love, mutual respect and the dream of a better world.

Hands Full

Long and Tall

Walkers

Corner Congestion

Curious

Window Shopping

Seat in the Sun

Another favorite subject for all seasons.

My 8 year old granddaughter presented me with a little booklet she entitled “A Gift of Poetry” which contains 7 of her original poems. Shanti is a voracious reader and a talented writer. She keeps a detailed journal and loves to listen to, write and tell stories. More than anything, she loves the idea of family.

Here’s one of her poems.

Why go to the moon when we have the Jones River right here?

MY TRUE LOVE GAVE TO ME

FIVE CLAMMERS CLAMMING

Even as winter approaches, work goes on at Gloucester Marine Railways.

Looking North from Niles Pond Road.