The Holes of Wotopomut

The Holes of Wotopomut

By Bruce Mastracchio Do want to thank Ron Vestri for walking Main Street with me recently so I can get a start on peeling back the businesses from now to the 1950s. Have already had a loyal reader check in with his take (Bozone) so all this could get very interesting....
‘Red Alert’ – A Star Is Born

‘Red Alert’ – A Star Is Born

By Bruce Mastracchio We all have our dreams. As a kid, besides being a pro athlete, I had two other dreams. One was to become an Indian agent and work on a reservation, maybe save the proud Native American of my thoughts. The other was to go to California and become a...
The Summer of Marvin Ghost Bear

The Summer of Marvin Ghost Bear

By Bruce Mastracchio East Greenwich. Our little town had it all. So much so that many people lived their whole lives there, rarely leaving town. If they did go on a trip it might be up to Providence, or down to the beaches. But, I can recall comments made about, and...
Father’s Day Song

Father’s Day Song

By Bruce Mastracchio This story is for Father’s Day, to all fathers out there and, especially, to the men who have been like fathersv to me. I lost my father on June 23, 1955. It is a day that will be forever etched in my memory. The void it left will never be...