To the editor: Without taking all you good folks for a schmaltzy walk down memory lane let this grouchy old man get this off his chest. When I was a young boy and we had a blizzard, before my father …
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To the editor:
Without taking all you good folks for a schmaltzy walk down memory lane let this grouchy old man get this off his chest.
When I was a young boy and we had a blizzard, before my father left for work he would tell me to make sure that I clear the the snow off Mrs. Medeiros’s porch and stairs. Why? because I could and she couldn’t. Mrs. Medeiros never asked because she never had to.
There are many young college students who live on my street who walked by a senior shoveling the snow with their heads buried in their cellphones. These kids don’t owe me a thing but it would have been nice (decent) to offer a hand.
P.S. - One day I was given a Kennedy half dollar for my efforts ... my father made me take it back.
Dennis Isadore
19 Congregational St.
Bristol