1989

Summer in Boston

Boston as seen from our hotel room

My photo of Memorial Church at Harvard

In the summer our friends Alan and Susan invited us up to visit them in Boston.  The last time we had seen them was in ’84 when Julie and I flew over to a Bahama Island where Alan and Susan had anchored their sailboat. Julie had kept in touch with Susan and knew that she and Alan had cut short their yearlong Caribbean after six months then sailed the boat up the Intercostal to Boston where Alan was originally from. After both getting jobs in the area, they bought a town house in the suburbs of Boston.  Julie wanted to drive up but I didn’t have enough vacation days, so Julie drove up with Anne and then I flew to Boston for few days.  Upon leaving the Boston Logan airport I had never seen such traffic before which slowed to a crawl as several lanes merged to go through a tunnel. Julie was driving when we came to the merge and the cars in the other lane would not give us an inch to let us merge.  After several minutes of waiting for someone to let us merge to no avail, Julie just started inching forward until finally a car had to let us in. 

Anne at the orginal site of Thoreaur's cabin

We had a good time in Boston, Alan and Susan showing us around the city, seeing Old Ironsides, and lunch at Faneuil Hall Marketplace. One of my favorite things was seeing Walden Pond and see the replica of Henry Thoreau’s cabin.

The Finger