Archive for January 28, 2008

January 28

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Wicked fierce. The wind and the waves were very strong today. It was not the sort of day for a stroll in the marsh. So I went over to the beach and watched waves until I got too cold. A small storm blew past yesterday and it kicked up the Atlantic. So today we had waves. I had forgotten this small pleasure and was glad to have found it again. Wicked fierce is part of my past. I grew up in the tribal areas of deepest Boston. We spoke a different language and had some strange customs. Boston was a different world then, not better or worse, just different. Wicked was a part of speech that figured in nearly everything that you had to say. It’s not commonly heard anymore but it said a lot about who you were and where you came from. The best things were wicked pissah. Don’t laugh. It was a mark of high enthusiasm and respect.

Ciao!

-Jorge

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