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With her platform of "Boston for the Bostonians", and her vigorous opposition to what she calls state-run "social engineering," Mrs. Hicks is the strongest of the parochial Dorchester-South Boston-Charlestown candidates who see Boston ideally as a collection of isolated neighborhoods governed by bulky inbred, slow-moving city bureaucracy. Similar in outlook, with minor idiosyncratic variations, are School Committee member John "Make Boston first, but first make Boston safe" McDonough, State Senator Stephen C. Davenport (D-Jamaica Plain...
...Boston and a wide swath of eastern New England, it was like the return of a nightmare. From the North Shore to the South Shore, Worcester to Charlestown, doors slammed shut, and women scurried furtively along cold, windswept streets. Husbands hurried home to be with their wives, and there was a run on locks-though, as authorities dourly admitted, the man they were after could open just about any lock in existence. Albert DeSalvo, 35, the self-confessed "Boston Strangler" and sexual felon, had escaped...
...graduation when a Negro minister, the Rev. Virgil Wood, jumped up on the platform and shouted "Hitler" while waving his fist at Mrs. Hicks. The very next day, as Mrs. Hicks well knew, was Bunker Hill Day, a public holiday in the working class neighborhood of Charlestown. Mrs. Hicks received the loudest applause given to any politician in the Bunker Hill Dav Parade...
...then worked the numbers racket, pimped for male and female prostitutes, sold and took dope in increasing amounts. Back in Cambridge, he organized and led a gang of burglars who worked out of an apartment in Harvard Square until he was caught and sentenced to ten years in the Charlestown State Prison. It was 1946. Malcolm X was almost...
...first five seaports of the world. It now ranks a mere eighteenth in the United States alone. Old engravings show proper Boston ladies in crinoline and bonnets walking along the docks, dwarfed by rows upon rows of masts and sails. Now only Old Ironsides at its dreary berth in Charlestown is left to remind the city of what it once was. The schooners and whalers are gone, even the passenger boats...