I grew up in the late forties and early fifties off Lincoln St. (I actually lived on Frederick St.). I went to grade school at Harlow St. School from '46 to '52. After which I was in the first class at Burncoat Jr. High (yes friends, it was a Jr. high before it was a high school...imagine that!). Those dates will tell you how old I am (66 at last birthday).
My problem is I don't hear from many of my contemporaries because we grew up before the computer age and many aren't computer literate (or maybe they're all dead, who knows?). I have worked with computers since the early '60s. My whole working life has been in the accounting field (I'm now retired) so I stayed familiar with them my entire career.
Many of us went to St. Bernards Church where we saw the rec center built in the early fifties. I remember going to Saturday dances there and seeing my first (what we now call) "disco ball".
I'd love to hear from anyone in that area of town that still remembers those days...or maybe, I could hear from your grandchildren?
I live in Ohio (near Columbus) now but remember fondly growing up in Worcester in the fifties. I graduated from Commerce in '59 and went in the Air Force the same year...but that's another story.
Well it's been several weeks and plenty of views but no replies??? I'm wondering if I listed some names, maybe one or two will "Google" their own name and thereby come across this posting...pretty cute, huh! Any way, I went to school with a bunch of guys and gals who lived around Harlow St. school including Bryan Benway; James Hjelm; Jimmy Hester; Helen Coffee (who lived in the three-decker immediately adjacent to the school ground on the Paine St. side); Stanley Skola; Bobby McCauley; John Donnelly; Francis Donnelly (whose arm I broke playing Red Rover one recess); Carol LaCour :osiere; and of course Nick Gage (now a famous author who joined the class in the sixth grade, fresh from Greece); Richard Joubert and that's all I can remember right now. I f you see your name here (or your parents or grandparents), please let me hear from you.
Even better if you happen to remember me by name...Paul Johnson