Tales from the City

A kind of shush

November 8, 2009

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I was on my way to visit my wife at Brigham and Women’s Hospital. As I got into the elevator, a man talking on his cellphone also stepped into those very tight quarters. The elevator stopped at the next floor, and a woman entered the elevator with her harp in tow. The harpist began to play a wonderfully melodious version of “Stairway to Heaven.” Mr. Cellphone got off at the next floor. Everyone on the elevator smiled thankfully at the harpist. Only in Boston, harp trumps cellphone.

Jodie Shapiro / Roslindale

Sign Language We were lucky enough to be in Fort Myers last February during Red Sox spring training. Our two daughters joined the crowd surrounding Terry Francona and came running back, waving his autograph. “He spoke to me! He spoke to me!” our exuberant 6-year-old yelled, thrilled beyond belief. We asked what he had said. “ ‘Wait your turn, kid,’ ” she said happily.

Tracy Miller Geary / Lynnfield

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