The THEN photo was taken circa 1950, the Now was this year 2013.
In the 60’s the fishing vessels would fill the Harbor waiting to be Blessed.
My View of Life on the Dock
The faces of the 5K Race at the Race. (Exhausted, Happy, Tired, Jubilant, Challenged, Proud, ect ect ect)
Find yourself or your friends, in over 200 faces captured as they approached the Finish line.
Submitted by Fred Bodin:
We didn’t get a tornado, as predicted, but we did get heavy rain. It flooded Main Street in downtown Gloucester, and I called it the “Main Street Canal.”
Riding along the banks of the Main Street Canal
The storms were moving at 30 mph, and conditions for funnel clouds were popping up here and there. One was sighted in Danvers. Locals and visitors on the street were notified on their phones about the threat. Some tourists asked me what to do. I told them to find a brick building that has a bar and a wine cellar. But really, we know Jack about tornados (or even have shelters), and we tend to be cavalier about devastating hurricanes. Blizzards – Light the candles, crank up the wood stove, open the wine, and belay the shoveling until it stops. Snow storms in New England we know, I’ll take them any day over tornados, earthquakes, and hurricanes.
Find yourself in the Slideshow below:
Submitted by Fred Bodin:
I try to keep two things in mind about the 4th of July: It’s a celebration of family, friends, and cookouts; concerts, parades and fireworks. And it’s also a recognition of those who have served and sacrificed to achieve our independence, and keep it since 1776.
Ruth Pino, a local realtor, sends out occasional motivational and timely quotes. Here are two from today: “You have to love a nation that celebrates its independence every July 4, not with a parade of guns, tanks, and soldiers who file by the White House in a show of strength and muscle, but with family picnics where kids throw Frisbees, the potato salad gets iffy, and the flies die from happiness. You may think you have overeaten, but it is patriotism.” ~Erma Bombeck. And this one: “This nation will remain the land of the free only so long as it is the home of the brave.” ~Elmer Davis
Submitted by Fred Bodin
Submitted by Fred Bodin
The Riverdale Horribles Parade originated in the agricultural Riverdale section of Gloucester in the late 1800’s. Riverdale farmers would bring their animals to march along with children dressed in strange costumes. The parade evolved over the past century to one of floats, fire engines, marching bands, and dignitaries waving from open convertibles. This photo was made from an 8×10 inch glass negative. It was probably taken about 1890, and the location is Washington Street and Cherry Reynard Street in Riverdale. The drum says “Riverdale” on top, and the second man from the left appears to be holding a horn instrument. The parade went from Riverdale Mills (Captain Hook’s and Richdale’s today) to the Fire Station on Stanwood Street. It now starts at Gloucester High School, loops thru Downtown, and ends back at the high school. It’s wildly popular, with scores of floats and thousands of cheering spectators along the route. I know, I marched the Horribles with the GMG crew last year. See http://www.fishtownhorribles.org/history.html for more information.
Submitted by Fred Bodin
Here’s a very short video from Main Street during Fiesta Friday night. These two musicians were going into shops and restaurants to play Italian music. Between their lack of English and my lack of Italian, I couldn’t find out who they were or who hired them. My guess is that they were freelancers. You can see the $$ stuffed into their jackets!
Also try to find Waldo in the Crowd Photos.
I stopped by Capt. Joes, to see how Joey was doing, spent approximately 20 minutes watching Frankie working at top speed. Get Better Joey.
Submitted by Fred Bodin
“Pop-up” party at the POP Gallery, diagonally across the street from me. The lighting is as it was – very red. Well attended and they were buying. Serving wine and caviar dip. Classy!
Submitted by Fred Bodin
Jalapenos Restaurant had a big line tonight waiting to get in. They do a fantastic job, and I’m grateful to be next door to them (on the left). So far, we’ve had a good weekend too.