Pip as Eloise in Paris

Pip as Eloise in Paris

Initially, the nine year difference in age was daunting. Eventually, I grew into and rather enjoyed being the big brother of Mary Louise who is better known as Pippy or just Pip. There was something devilishly impish about her wit and whimsy. As a shrimp she took...
Annisquam:  Growing Up Absurd #2

Annisquam: Growing Up Absurd #2

Mom was 42 when, oops, Pip was born in 1949. That inspired a neighbor, Helen Ross, who gave birth to Clarkie. Then nine, I observed that Mom was getting fat. Though she continued her medical practice with morning house calls, afternoon hours, and evenings on  Monday,...
Annisquam: Village Life

Annisquam: Village Life

The Cape Ann where I summered as a teenager in the 1950s has developed and changed. Not necessarily for the better.   Arguably, that accelerated when the extension of Route 128 was completed connecting to a traffic circle just past the bridge spanning the...
Marblehead Race Week

Marblehead Race Week

As a teenager, except for the dead of winter, I was a year-round competitive sailor. With a “coach,” Mr. Powers, I comprised the sailing “team” of Boston Latin School. On Saturdays I took the T from Brookline to Sullivan Square in Charlestown. From there, in the Fall...
Annisquam:  Family Values

Annisquam: Family Values

With thriving medical practices, other than Sunday, there was little family time with our parents. That changed during summers in Annisquam. There was an office on the first floor of our large home at 1760 Beacon Street in Brookline. We had dinner at 5:30 PM as office...
Annisquam:  Fishboats

Annisquam: Fishboats

Most likely I was thirteen or so when the Annisquam Yacht Club catered a traditional New England clam bake on Light House Beach. No doubt it derived from Native Americans who harvested shellfish during summers before migrating to winter quarters. Remains of their clam...