Wednesday, October 14, 2026

Walking Down Amnesia Lane In Cambridge

Moving on to Boston....We lived in New England twice earlier in our lives...the summer of 1968, in New Haven, immediately upon getting married, and then the academic year of 1970-71, in Boston. Digging deeply into the Sherouse Family Digital Archives, I have recovered a variety of pix from those years, to accompany the account below of an afternoon visiting some old haunts in Dorchester and Cambridge.

Summer of 1968...we sold ice cream for Good Humor in New Haven
and environs...Vicki eventually got the West Haven route...driving a
standard transmission Jeep

And I got the downtown/Yale Bowl route; not our most glamorous
postings, but we made a ton of money to help us finish our undergraduate
studies; and worked 12 hours a day, six days a week for 3 and a half
months; and ate a lot of ice cream ("waste")

A year later, I was a graduate student at MIT, occasionally
exploring the northeast

Vicki taught at East Bridgewater HS, and we had a studio apartment
at 15 Beale St., in Dorchester, right by Ashmont Station (Red Line)

The kitchen; note bottle of Brouilly...some few items we still have

In the living/bedroom/study...a lot of this furniture followed us 
to Columbus, and beyond...

MIT rotunda then

The neighborhood

Departure...one of our first Adventures in Moving; to Columbus

Flash forward 56 years...Ashmont Station now






















































































































































































































And 15 Beale St....much upgraded, the whole place relatively gentrified


















After Dorchester, we checked into our hotel in Quincy and then
took the Red Line to Cambridge and Harvard Square, to check out
the Harvard Coop (bookstore), where I had invested heavily in
1970-71; the Red Line we found relatively unchanged...















Things have changed at the Coop, however; there are no text
books at the main Coop building; they are all in an annex down
the street; above, and in the next two pix, are the entirety of print
text books for the University and its affiliates...

Thus

And thus; that's it; things have changed



We spent a little time walking about the campus; remembering nothing...

But abiding by the rules

At length, we decided to walk to Kendall Square and MIT; here, some of the
resident Cambridge turkeys (look them up) come out to welcome us

Interesting buttressing

Pop-outs...MIT appears hemmed-in by such tech-corporate
giants; in my day there were mostly dead or dying factories

I was a major supporter of the MIT Coop too

We thought briefly about trying to find the philosophy department...
but it was late, and MIT is such a maze of buildings...and philosophy
and linguistics have merged and are probably somewhere else

So we settled, as the sun set, for a few pix to compare with 1970s'






Mark Twain House And Museum, Hartford

Next stop* was Hartford, CT, and the Mark Twain House and Museum there. We're both life-long Mark Twain fans. Vicki taught Huckleberry Finn at Bexley High School in Columbus for five years, and we've inflicted our Twain interests on our book club and others in Missoula. There are several Twain sites and museums here and there--he got around a bit--but Hartford's is the main one, and the one where, from 1874 to 1891, he spent his happiest and most productive years. One can see the house only on tour...a general tour and a character tour, that is, a tour led by a Clemens family intimate, in character. Steadfastly in character. We chose the latter, mainly because it was the longer option. Were we to do it again, we'd opt for the shorter, general tour, which presumably would focus more on the Clemens family and the writer, and less (if any) on the intimate character. The house has a strict no fotos policy, understandably, but the superb Mark Twain House and Museum website has a great virtual tour and more information of all sorts than I could possibly list. If you're into literature, American literature, American history, humor, travel, writing, publishing, reading, civil liberties, and so much more...don't miss it.


En LEGO


Among the best literary gift shoppes ever...and we've seen a few

I'll be sporting this shirt in due course; the back side is a
list of all the ports of call in his Following the Equator

Our guide, Mrs. Clemens' assistant, who was with the family from
the 1870s to the end; a decent performance, and came out of character
for questions at the end; unfortunately, too many of our tour
group just didn't get it...


Of course the present house went through a number of
changes after the Clemens sold it in the 1890s...six different
iterations...but it has been returned so far as possible to its
state when the Clemens resided there, and the furniture, etc.,
is at least true to the period if not authentic to the house


Solarium!

Me doing my thing

The museum has relatively few artifacts but in its displays
conveys much of Clemens' life and work

The house really is architecturally interesting...click to enlarge;
very Victorian, yet full of caprice; just what one might expect





The Paige Compositor type-setting contraption, investment in which
finally broke Clemens financially...but lead to the 1895-1896 world
tour, from which he paid back all his debts...about $12MM in today's
money


Love his description of Following the Equator


Always amused by his atheological musings

Penelope, note; Turner had the same practice of working on many
different projects at the same time; just FYI

Twain and a world history timeline

The gift shoppe was superb

I think we spent more there than any other such shoppe we've visited

  1. “Better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to speak and remove all doubt.” Not Twain. It appeared in Maurice Switzer’s Mrs. Goose, Her Book (1907), echoing older proverbs. Abraham Lincoln gets it too, equally wrongly.
  2. “A lie can travel halfway around the world while the truth is putting on its shoes.” Not Twain. Charles Spurgeon used a version in 1859, and Jonathan Swift wrote an earlier form in 1710 (“Falsehood flies, and truth comes limping after it”).
  3. “It ain’t what you don’t know that gets you into trouble. It’s what you know for sure that just ain’t so.” Not Twain. The closest earlier versions are from humorist Josh Billings (Henry Wheeler Shaw), and it was later popularized by others, including Will Rogers.
  4. “Reports of my death are greatly exaggerated.” A paraphrase, not a misattribution. What Twain actually said in 1897 was closer to “The report of my death was an exaggeration.”
  5. “Golf is a good walk spoiled.” No solid Twain evidence. It is often traced to Harry Leon Wilson, though that attribution is also shaky.
  6. “Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did.” Not Twain. It appears in the 20th century, often credited to H. Jackson Brown Jr. or Sydney J. Harris.
  7. “The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco.” No evidence Twain wrote it, and the true origin is unknown.
  8. “Quitting smoking is easy. I’ve done it hundreds of times.” No evidence he said it, and the origin is unknown.
  9. “History doesn’t repeat itself, but it often rhymes.” Not found in his writings. It surfaces decades after his death, with no confirmed author.
  10. “The man who does not read has no advantage over the man who cannot read.” No evidence it’s his, and the true source is unknown. [all from AI]








































































*we skirted the NYC area, heading west of the Hudson, enjoying the beautiful Seven Lakes area; we've spent considerable time in the Big Apple before...