My years at Northeastern were spent in Boston for school and northern New Jersey for co-op. I alternated between these two environments that were, and still are, mostly urban. One can only dream of America’s wide open spaces while staring out the dorm windows on Hemenway Street. Fifty years hence, I am retired and still have...
As the grand blizzard of winter 1978 melted into spring, an idea was hatched that old college friends should meet somewhere cool and play softball, hit a few restaurants and camp out to save money. Out in the world for a few years, it was time to reunite and play some ball. Logistically, the best...
VIENNA —When a motion picture — in this case “The Third Man”— is regarded by critics and its admirers as a museum piece, an obvious challenge is how to build a museum around it. It was a challenge that Gerhard Strassgschwandtner welcomed. Situated among 15 small rooms on a rather nondescript street in central Vienna...