Decorating a Titanic Memorial Library

DATELINE: Happenstance Happening!


Two Newspaper headlines, one Puzzling Puzzle

When you do not expect surprises in the memorial library of the Ghosts of Mill Circle exhibit, you will most likely find them. We have been putting together a memorial to Richard Frazar White, who loved libraries, and spent his last day in the First Class Library on Titanic before it sank from a destiny with an iceberg.

As part of our decoration plan for the library’s ambiance, we are collating together all the various items or collectibles we hold from our research on several books: Tales of a Titanic Family and Ghosts of Mill Circle.

We knew we had somewhere in storage a jigsaw puzzle of the New York Times front page that announced the sinking of the great super-liner. We first put it together in the early 1980s.

We had to rummage around boxes of never-unpacked belongings that we brought to this house where the Titanic victims once resided.

To our utter amazement, the puzzle we put together in 1980 turned up in a large bag. But it was not the one we sought. Forgotten long ago, we had bought and put together a second puzzle. The alternate puzzle was 1000 pieces of a dark night with a listing Titanic near an iceberg.

Not only were we surprised to find this item, but we had no recollection of ever putting it together. Yet, the box contained a puzzle that had been worked on—sometime in the past, likely the 1970s.

Deeper in the bag was the puzzle we sought: the New York Times headline page. It was not what we recalled at all: it had a wide black border and a smaller image than we remembered. We dusted it off and brought it to the library where it fit neatly on a shelf.

We looked at the box cover with its image—and a sidebar of “1500” which referred to the number of pieces and complexity of the puzzle.

When we turned around to look at the opposite wall, there we placed a front page of the Boston Globe of the Titanic disaster.

That headline read: “1500 Dead.”

It was a mirror or a parallel to the puzzle box that was on the opposite side of the room. We had never made the connection that 1500 pieces corresponded to 1500 lives: each a piece of disaster.

How eerie and uncanny it seemed to us. Others mentioned that it was all part of the mystery and mystique of our library, in a house once owned by two of the victims of Titanic’s catastrophe.

Tom Brady Channels His Inner Trump

DATELINE:  Out, Out, Damn Fake News

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It was bound to happen. The media has been denied access to a Tom Brady event.

Yes, the liberal Boston Globe apparently felt the wrath of Tom Brady. They were kicked out of Tom’s annual charity event held at Harvard Stadium by Best Buddies. This is the popular gathering in which friends of Tom on the Patriots team play touch football for fun.

Tom quarterbacks both squads with ”least valuable players” (Tom’s quote)– people like Julian Edelman and Danny Amendola.

Apparently the Globe did the unthinkable. They questioned recently in an article the charitable shenanigans of Brady’s various foundations.

Now we understand that most charity groups founded by star athletes are a tax dodge. We thought everyone knew that it is a way to avoid paying huge tax on those million dollar contracts. Charities benefit in some way, but forget the notion of generosity.

Well, Tom’s people took umbrage and used their inner Trump to cast out the fake news purveyors—namely, said Boston Globe who wanted to take pix of Tom at the Best Buddies extravaganza.

Next day a spokeswoman for Best Buddies charity claimed this was all a misunderstanding—and Tom had nothing to do with tossing out the journalist in question from the event.

All well and good, except Kevin Youkilis, a former Red Sox star, never all-star superstar, now retired, piped in that these things happen when the fake media gets uppity.

Youkilis has a new fame since leaving baseball. He is Tom Brady’s brother-in-law.  And you thought only Trump had in-law problems,

We are not exactly quaking in our journalistic boots, not Uggs, that we will be given the heave-ho by Tom’s goons at the up-coming Tony Robbins take-the-money-and-run event with Tom as special guest star.

We always wear a sack with an eye-hole over our head. They’ll never identify us.

Ellsbury Buys the Brooklyn Bridge



Why did the chicken cross the road? He was headed to the Brooklyn Bridge where chicken feed is made of gold.

You’d be better served to ask why Jacoby Ellsbury turned his coat inside out. His bastion of loyal followers will only wish him luck and root for the Yankees whenever he comes to Boston for a few years.

Ellsbury posted a thank you advertisement in the Boston Globe (owned by Red Sox kingpin John Henry VIII). These de rigueur ads are about as vapid as the sappy sentiments they convey.

A man of few words for seven years is not about to write some Faulknerian ode to Boston.

Instead, the ad features a rather large photo of Ellsbury under the World Series trophy. It could be that trophy tipping is one of his hobbies, having grown up tipping sleeping cows over too.

He looks like he may have a hard time crawling out from under the trophy. Don’t let it hit you on the head, Jacoby.

You’ll notice too that Jacoby thanked fans and teammates, but not the front office or owners. He never bothered to call them to let them know he was going, going, gone. They read in the Boston Globe, just like you.

We are left wondering what fowl ball soured Ellsbury on the Red Sox. Oh, we’re back to that chicken crossing the road and heading to the Bronx.

Jacoby never developed a nickname of affection and never provided much to the fans through the media in seven years. You can probably count his words in the advertisement and find more bon mots than he ever gave during his Fenway years.

At least now he can afford another sleeve on his uniform.

You can read all about Ellsbury and his teammates in RED SOX 2013: NAKED CAME THE LINEUP!  Now available on in softcover. Don’t miss it.kindlecoverredsox2013

Fourth Estate Bought by King John Henry VIII


Freedom of the press has a high price, but King John Henry VIII has the cash to buy good publicity. Owning the Red Sox TV station has shown the propensity for hard-hitting journalism Henry exhibits.

When you own the television station that shows your team play and pays all the hosts and guests who comment on your franchise, you’d think you had a life of Riley.

Not so, if you ask Henry who has mortgaged the farm to gain control of Boston’s bloated and high falutin’ rag, The Globe.

If you think that King John Henry will have no impact on Red Sox stories and muckraking on the sports scene, we have the Zakim Bridge for sale for you at a good price.

The Globe sale comes with website and online editions, thank heavens, or it would be like buying a dinosaur egg in hopes of starting up the species again.  We only read the free half-page appetizers the Globe feeds us and always decline to subscribe.

A few intrepid reporters at the Globe may be in peril for their jobs, but we are sure the hammer won’t fall until the season is over.

We are also grateful that the real gossip writers are still ensconced over at the sleazy Boston Herald, or we will never know what antics King John Henry VIII indulges in, or what minions have lost their heads and their jobs.

Our own humble job application at the Globe to take Dan Shaughnessy’s place has about the same odds to succeed as Dan has to keep his job until Xmas. Oh, well, we are in good company.


 If you like your muckraking pure, read RED SOX 2012: BOBBY VALENTINE’S SEASON IN HELL, now available on in softcover and ebook.