It was an ill wind that blew nobody good, except for the Cambridge barkeeps who gave profitable refuge to the huddled masses yearning to be dry. Ten years ago next weekend, a nasty northeaster came howling into town, packing 60-mile-an-hour winds, dumping a half-dozen inches of rain in 24 hours and wiping out the Head of the Charles Regatta for ... (Full article: 1025 words)

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