I would like the editors of the Providence Journal to know
what a blessing their ON-LINE ARCHIVE is for readers like myself
- half gossip, half detective, scholar, and busy body.
Just this week -using the RIC computers - I really got acquainted
with this invaluable service . And I had no need of my golden credit
card ( of course I have one ! ) to access the information I was looking
for. The " key word " search did the trick.
I always wanted to know who moved into my old family house in
the Washington Park area of Providence. I found out fast enough by
just typing in the old address. It turned out that a member was charged
with assault on a 17 year old girl. I did not need to know the REST OF
THE STORY.
And I found out that a close and dear friend of mine was
questioned about a dead body in a motel. I STILL do not know the
REST OF THE STORY. ALL THAT was ten years ago. I tried to call " Don "
but his Miami phone had been recently disconnected.
I did not even know that the Providence Journal had published
a letter of mine complaining that Roger Williams Park was turning into
a " Third World pigsty ". Very politically incorrect ! My Grandmother
Engley ( it practically says England! ) was little on the nasty side
famous for her " poison pen ".
I also found out that a fiery parish priest - way back then
only about 35 - is still around. Father Behan - he looked a little like
Mickey Mantle - was now preaching at St. Jude's in Lincoln.
I also learned that my uncle " Nick " had been a city editor
for the Providence Journal during the Depression era.
I look forward to many more hours of snooping on your precious
electronic " Archive " . Someday I might need that credit card. But
can deliver newspapers instead ?
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