Tales from the City

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June 20, 2010

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I was on Storrow Drive, heading toward Massachusetts General during morning rush hour, when the traffic suddenly stopped in both directions at Boston University. I thought there was another fender bender, so common on this stretch of road. As a state policeman kept the traffic halted, I was shocked to see a duck cross the street from the BU side to the Charles River and jump through an opening in the fence. Shortly thereafter, a man carefully carried eight or more duck chicks, one by one, from the BU side to the river side of the drive. When the last chick was safely across, the policeman shook hands with the man and opened the traffic. It was Make Way for Ducklings – a sight I never imagined I’d experience.

Mark Goldstein / Lincoln

Family Heirloom? Overheard at a soccer game, at which many of the parents had relied on satellite guidance to locate the well-concealed field: “Daddy, when you die, can I have your GPS?”

Jeanine Jenks Farley / Somerville

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