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Posted by Jim Botticelli October 13, 2013 12:57 PM
Roads around here rarely make sense. We all know that. With ill-timed traffic lights, jaywalkers, entitled bicyclists, and the general rudeness and aggression of Boston drivers, jaded motorists know the deal and jump in or get off these paved over cowpaths we call streets. Some suburbanites come in and try to 'show us the right way', but most of them are quickly put in check and learn to play the miserable game of driving from Point A to Point B. Rookies are quickly spotted and taken down pronto. The distance is often short but the misery index is long. If you find parking when you get there you've accomplished something. We do what we have to do and life goes on. But just to point out that this is nothing new, we post the above picture from the 50's of a sign on Memorial Drive that must have driven out of towners crazy. Locals too, until they figured out it was all one road! How about that sign when you come up from Providence on 95 and your exit choices at the end are either 95 North to the left, or 93 North to the right. In this place up can be down, off can be on, right can be left, and south can be north. Yesterday we proved Boston can pound a square into a circle. What more do you want? Oh. And things were no better in 1949 either. See? Happy motoring!
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About the authorJim Botticelli, a 1976 Northeastern University graduate, is a retired Boston Public Schools teacher. In college, he drove a cab and learned the city's cow paths. An avid collector of More »
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