30 Years Later . . .

by | May 25, 2019

By Elizabeth F. McNamara

This weekend marks the 30th anniversary of Neal’s and my move to 18 Prospect Street from a fourth floor walkup on West 21st Street in New York City.

Geez, that went fast!

A lot has happened over those 30 years, including three children, a major add-on to our house, his-and-her job losses (separated by two decades, fortunately) and one heart attack, to name the high(low)lights. There were also three cats, two rabbits, three hamsters (all R.I.P.) and one dog (a little worse for wear at 13, but then again, you could say the same for us).

But a lot hasn’t changed either. As I sit in my kitchen and type these words, I gaze out the window at the giant, ungainly Norway maple by the curb that our predecessors thought might be felled by a hurricane even back then. It does provide some shade and the squirrels love it, so there’s that. 

And, remarkably, our next door neighbors on both sides are the same. Perhaps more remarkable still, we like them both.

Come Monday, something else will take place that we first experienced 30 years ago.

Neal and I were fixing pancakes that Memorial Day Monday (Neal was to start his new job at a law firm in Providence the next day) when we heard the improbable sound of fife and drum. Not that we could have identified the fife. Only that the sound we heard seemed to come straight out of some Revolutionary War movie. We put down our coffee cups, turned off the stove, and went out to the street. Just two houses down was Spring Street, where a small crowd had gathered, including neighbors we’d met just a couple days earlier.

And there it was, the parade, the town’s annual Memorial Day Parade.

Neal and me in 1989, outside our just-bought house on Prospect Street.

It was smaller in 1989 than it is today, but there were the Kentish Guard including the fife and drum corps and the Varnum Continentals, in their Continental regalia, along with parade dignitaries different sorts and an old fire truck or two. I can’t recall much else, though I suspect the EGHS band was there, adorned in scratchy wool uniforms and plumed hats.

Neal and I were nearly overcome by the whole charming scene. THIS WAS AMERICA at the end of our street. It was wholly unexpected.

I should explain.

Neal grew up in the Bronx. I grew up in Los Angeles. Suddenly, we found ourselves in some New England idyll. We had chosen to live in a neighborhood of 19th century homes both because it was near Main Street with its Almacs and Greenwich Hardware (more R.I.P.s) and because it was quaint as all get out to our eyes.

It still is, though we are aware our lovely town is a real place, no idyll, with real problems, real joys and real trash that gets collected every single week.

But that parade.

On Monday, it will march again. And children sitting curbside will wave flags. And a middle school student from Our Lady of Mercy will recite Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address from the steps of Town Hall. And veterans from our various wars, including a couple perhaps from World War II, will be on hand to remind us of just some of what this country has seen and sacrificed in its 245 years.

What seemed quaint and idyllic to me 30 years ago has gained more gravitas as the years have gone by. Today, as a local reporter, I follow the parade route, snapping pictures and shooting video. Even now, the sounds of the parade tuning up on Academy Field send a shiver of excitement through me. I am stirred over and again by the melancholic sound of the “lone” bagpiper who leads the parade now, by that fife-and-drum corps that first so captured us, by the echoing “Taps” played by two Avenger trumpters, by the Varnum Continentals’ less-than 21-gun salute.

I was a newcomer 30 years ago; today this is my town.


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17 Comments

  1. Tim Webb

    It’s a better place because you came.

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    • Elizabeth McNamara

      Thanks, Tim!

      Reply
  2. Marilyn Kiesel

    So glad that you and Neal relocated to East Greenwich! A fantastic addition to our Town. I too relocated here and have loved the community traditions, friendships and the many things and events that make our town so special. Thanks for your review, 30 years has flown by!

    Reply
    • Elizabeth McNamara

      Thanks, Marilyn!

      Reply
  3. Mark Thompson

    Another decade or two and you can probably call yourself a “townie*”!

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    • Elizabeth McNamara

      I can only hope!

      Reply
  4. Charles

    Gee never connected…I was affiliated w neal when I was member of eg democrats… I’ve moved on to switching parties and leading cov gop to the promised land w big wins in 2008 to 10..
    Say hi to neal

    Reply
  5. Vincent Fritzsche

    What a milestone. Your move to EG prompted me to think of the move to Portland years later. So thanks and congratulations.

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    • Terry Fritzsche

      It’s hard to believe it’s been 30 years!!! What a wonderful tribute!

      Reply
  6. Edmund Vitale

    I went to grammar (and high!) school with Neal. He was closer to my dopey brother’s age than mine – but so what. In recent years, we have re-connected – our Jesuit educations suit us both admirably. I am happy for you both that you have found a Home!!!

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    • Elizabeth McNamara

      Thanks, Edmund. Be sure to let us know if you are ever in the Ocean State!

      Reply
  7. Michael Bottaro

    Liz and Neal,
    Continue another milestone and to Liz, on another interesting read… love you guys. Mike

    Reply
  8. Sharon

    We love our neighbors, too! While it seems like a minute ago,our babies are now adults…pretty near where we were when we moved to the Hill! You’ve made our neighborhood a better place. Thank you!

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  9. Judy

    Excellent essay, Liz. You get an A+. My sentiments match yours.

    Reply
  10. Caroline Dooley

    Kathleen and I both enjoyed this article. You remind us of Catherine! I love having a connection to EG

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    • Elizabeth McNamara

      Tom said the same, re Catherine!

      Reply
  11. C Corenthal

    Wonderful article. EG is better because of both of you.

    Reply

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