On New Year’s Eve at the dawn of 1909, the city’s dignitaries gathered as usual on the first floor of Hose Company No. 1 on School Street around long tables where they gulped down hot coffee and feasted on steaming clams.
They were from a generation that knew Civil War veterans, who were dying off at an alarming rate, but already familiar with automobiles puttering along city streets. Click here to read the rest of the story.
Copyright 2009. All rights reserved.
Contact Steve Collins at email@example.com