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POST-GAZETTE, JANUARY 15, 2016 PAGE 13 by John Christoforo tl tl Ct Babbbhonno A Nostalgic Remembrance Welcome to the cold! What happened to the warm tem- peratures we experienced at Christmas? Well, its winter and l'm a Bostonian, so I should shut my mouth. The winter of 1960-1961 was very cold, if I remember cor- rectly. I had graduated from college in June of 1960 and began teaching at Boston Tech that September. I was told that it would be a one-year assign- ment followed by a position at Hyde Park High School replac- ing a retiring drafting teacher. That sounded good to me, as Hyde Park High was called the "Country Club" back then. Many of the faculty members were skiers and would head north on weekends right after the first snowfall. I started graduate school right away, and stayed living with my folks to keep the expenses as low as possible. As a result, Bab- bononno, who also lived with my folks, and I had a lot of time together. As February ap- proached, I had a chance to head to Florida during Presi- dents Week, as we would have that week off. Babbononno had never been to Florida, but knew that there were palm and coconut trees whereever you looked, and the winter temperatures in south- ern Florida were in the 70s and 80s. He advised that I go to Florida and not to a ski re- sort in New Hampshire where I would freeze to death. He didn't phrase it that way, but I am be- ing polite. A musician friend invited me to stay with him in a part of Miami called Coconut Grove. I knew that most tourists in Florida dressed at night be- cause the Miami Beach hotels required suits or sport jackets. I packed appropriately and was on my way just as soon as I left school on the Friday before the vacation week. When I arrived, I rented a car at the airport and headed for Coconut Grove. My piano player friend greeted me with open arms, but had a problem that I was going to have to deal with. It seems that his sister was coming to stay with him without an invitation and he only had one guest room. I put together a list of Miami Beach hotels that I could afford and tried each of them, but the coming week was the busiest of the year. In desperation, I tried the hotels I couldn't afford. The results were the same. .. sold out. Then I got an idea. I headed to an apartment hotel not on the beach and walked in. I asked a bell hop the manager's name, walked to the front desk and asked the attendant to see him. Of course, the response was, "Whom should I say wishes to speak with him?" I gave the man my name and told him to tell the manager that I was a friend of Jack Kramer who suggested I stay there. The man at the front desk left for a minute and returned with the manager. I was in a suit and tie and looked profes- sional in spite of my youth. The manager looked me over and then asked how Jack Kramer was. I explained that he was doing so well in business that it prevented him from leaving the Boston-New York corridor. The manager instructed the desk clerk to set me up in a first floor room that they kept vacant most of the time unless there was an emergency. I was all set. The only thing was, I had no idea if there was a Jack Kramer in existence. The hotel manager probably didn't know who Jack Kramer was either, but didn't want to make any mistakes, so he played along. I unpacked and headed across the street to the beach. The sun was hot and the air even hotter. It seems that a heat wave was hitting south Florida to the ex- tent that the water temperature, which was usually 70 degrees during the winter, was almost 80 degrees. I spent a good part of the day in the water and the rest of the time working on a tan. Due to the change of cli- mate and the subsequent loss of appetite, I lost ten pounds over night. When I tried on one of my suits to head out that night, it was quite loose. I went from 168 to 158 pounds. {I wish I was close to that weight now.) I had been to Miami Beach with my folks and Uncle Nick, but this was the first time I was on my own and paying my own way. The next day, I was back on the beach and stopped in front of a young man who looked familiar. He looked at me and yelled out my name. I did the same thing and we shook hands. He was a friend from one of the courses I was taking at Boston State. We spread our blankets out side-by-side and planned a series of activities important to two young Bostonians both on our own for the first time. My friend was staying with relatives who had retired and moved to Miami Beach. After the after- noon at the beach, I headed back to his relatives' house and met the family. They laid out a list of restaurants and night clubs we should think about to accompany our fun in the sun. Back then, Miami Beach was one of the most popular re- sort areas in the country, and during the winter months, it rocked. My friend and I parted company, but planned to meet -- FOR YOU WHO APPRECIATE THE FINEST -- THE MUSIC FOR ALL OCCASIONS WWW. BOSTON POSTGAZETTE.COM 781-648-5678 for dinner and the exploration of several clubs one of his cousins had put on a list. While I was standing on the corner of Collins Ave and Lin- coln Road, I was approached by two young ladies roughly my age. They looked familiar and it turned out that they were from Revere, attended Boston State graduate classes, and were friends of the guy I was waiting for. As a matter of fact, he had asked them to look for us. As a result, we had informal dates for the rest of the week. This was in the heyday of Miami Beach, as I mentiofied before, and every major hotel had a Hollywood name or Vegas act in their main room. That week, I saw some of the greats. Even the second tier hotels had main rooms or cocktail lounges with great entertainment. One place we happened to wander into was a nightclub called Mur- ray Franklin's. The comedian was Freddy Ross from Boston (anyone remember him???) and he was followed by a female ventriloquist. Her dummy spoke with a Jewish accent and they were hilarious. When the act finished, the woman thanked the audience and did so with an Italian accent. When the next act came on, the ventriloquist sat down at the bar. I couldn't resist as curiosity was getting the best of me. I approached her and asked her about the dummy's Jewish accent and her Italian accent. She was Italian from Naples. I asked where she picked up the Jewish accent. It seems that when she arrived in the U.S., she settled in Brook- lyn. Anyway, the vacation was a success and when I returned to Boston, my folks were sup- posed to pick me up at the air- port. They drove past me twice, and on the third go round, I flagged them down. It seems that I was so tanned, they didn't recognize me. Oh well ... GOD BLESS AMERICA LEGAL NOTICE Commonwealth of Massachusetts The Trial Court Middlesex Probate and Family Court 208 Cambridge Street Cambridge, MA 02141 (617) 768-5800 Docket No. MI15W1374DR MI15W1375DR DIVORCE SUMMONS BY PUBLICATION AND MAILING FELIClA GRULLON, Plaintiff VS. JOHN DUARTE, Defendant To the above named Defendant John Duarte. A complaint has been presented to this Court by the Plaintiff, Felicia Grullon, seeking sole legal and physical custody of Jazz Grullon and Brandon Grullon. You are required to sewe upon Felicia Grullon - plaintiff - whose address is 111 Katah- din Drive, Lexington, MA 02421 your answer on or before February 23, 2016: If you fail to do so, the court will proceed to the hearing and ad- judication of this action. You are also required to file a copy of your answer in the office of the Register of this court at Cambridge. W'rtness, HON. EDWARD F. DONNELLY,JR., Esquire, First Justice of said Court at Cambridge, this 7th day of January, 2016. Tara E. DeCristofaro, Register of Probate Run date: 1/15/16 Socially Scene (Continued from Page 9) Neil Leonard takes over The Boston Cyber Arts in 2016 with Pan Verdadero (True Bread}, an 8-channel sound installation containing two video projections, through February 28m. (Photo by} tears it up, and proceeds to amuse himself by flirting with her sister Olga. Enraged by the perceived betrayal of his friend and fi- anc6, Lensky challenges Onegin to a duel. Despite the pleas of both women, Onegin reluctantly accepts and, in a cruel twist of fate, he unintentionally kills his friend. For the first time, his cold heart is moved by the horror of his deed. Overcome with remorse, Onegin flees into exile. Several years pass and Tatiana matures into a beau- tiful and intelligent woman. She is now married to a Prince Gremin and is the center of high society. When Onegin returns from his self-imposed banish- ment for a ball at the Prince's lavish palace, he meets Tatiana again. He immediately realizes the enormity of his mistake in casually spurning the now sophisticated beauty all those years ago. Onegin becomes obsessed with winning back Tatiana's affection, and it is now his turn to write an impassioned plea for her love and forgiveness. Though Tatiana still feels the pull of her first love, she vows to be faithful to her devoted hus- band. With a determined but heavy heart she sends Onegin away, leaving him to regret his bitter and lonely fate. The Boston Ballet is a city classic and showcases world- renowned talent each season. Onegin is a great way to spend a chilly New England night with the warmth from the stage pre- ' sentation. You can read more about this triangle of love on their website at, or for more informa- tion on tickets, you may call 617-695-6955. A Tasty Treat ... With the holidays over that means only one thing, time to refocus on our local sports! Papagayo Res- taurant, Legendary Restaurant Group's Mexican restaurant concept with four locations in the Boston area, is now offer- ing Game Day $1 Tacos at its Saugus location. Guests can order $1 beef, chicken or veg- etable tacos in the bar area with the purchase of an alco- holic beverage on any pro or college Boston sports game day. Located conveniently amidst Route One's shopping centers and eateries, guests can enjoy the taco special at the 30-seat bar, or in the lounge area with additional standing room for 75 people, while ordering off of Papagayo's extensive cock- tail list featuring over 180 te- quilas. From the Celtics, Patriots, Bruins and New Eng- land Revolution, to the BC Eagles, Northeastern Huskies, BU Terriers and everything in between, there's a reason for every sports fan to come out and enjoy Papagayo's Game Day $1 Tacos. What a better way to spend a game day than with clas- sic Mexican-style tacos and sports fans all around to cheer on our Boston teams to a big win. Papagayo is located at 817 Broadway in Saugus on Route 1 South, right before the former Hilltop location. For more information or to make a reservation, you may visit www. or call 781-558-1855.