[QUOTE=CalMeacham]
In 1977, at least, you had the beaver on a stack of sticks, incorporating the class year somewhere. Each year’s beaver was different. Ours had a stack of “77’s” in it, including (the only time I know this happened) the stick in the beaver’s mouth.
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My ring (class of '90) has the stick in the beaver’s mouth as a Roman numeral 90 (XC). (Actually, now that I look at my ring, it’s in his hands, not his mouth.) The word “ninety” is written out in the sticks he’s standing on, and the number 90 appears in the moon overhead, the beaver’s tail, and a tree in the background.
[QUOTE=Troy McClure SF]
What really amazed me about the Citgo sign, which I’d seen a thousand times on TV before I visited Boston, is how far it is from Fenway. It looks like it’s across the street or something, but it’s well past the highway beyond the Green Monster. (Photo whoring)
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[QUOTE=CalMeacham]
Citgo may now be effectively owned by Venezuelans, but Cities’ Service (I still remember the original green-and-white Triangle + Clover logo) was founded in Middle america, and was US-owned for most of its history.
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I also remember the Cities’ Service sign from when I went to Fenway Park as a kid. Back when single income families could all afford to go to the park and sit in good seats without taking out a second mortgage.
[QUOTE=DanBlather]
Joke for you Bostoners:
Cab driver sees man lying by side of road, holding his groin, and groaning. He stops to see if the man needs help. The man gasps “take…me…to…hospital”. The cab driver say “Peter Bent”? The man says “Bent? She damn near bit it off”.
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One Friday morning a long time ago, a woman boarded the train in Concord, bound for Boston. The train was almost full, but she noticed a vacant seat next to an older woman. She asked if the seat was taken, and was told that it was not so she sat.
She said to the older woman “I take this train every Friday, and have often seen you here as well.”
“Oh yes, dear, I go into Boston every Friday to get scrod.”
“Oh, so do I! But I didn’t know that that was how it was pronounced.”
[QUOTE=EddyTeddyFreddy]
To Boston! The Hub of the Universe
The home of the bean and the [s]c[r]od
Where Cabot speaks only to Lowell
And Lowell speaks only to God
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Dear God, man!
You’ve just put the Lowells above the Cabots!
::swoons::
[QUOTE=Plynck]
I also remember the Cities’ Service sign from when I went to Fenway Park as a kid. Back when single income families could all afford to go to the park and sit in good seats without taking out a second mortgage.
One Friday morning a long time ago, a woman boarded the train in Concord, bound for Boston. The train was almost full, but she noticed a vacant seat next to an older woman. She asked if the seat was taken, and was told that it was not so she sat.
She said to the older woman “I take this train every Friday, and have often seen you here as well.”
“Oh yes, dear, I go into Boston every Friday to get scrod.”
“Oh, so do I! But I didn’t know that that was how it was pronounced.”
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I heard another version:
Cabbie picks up man at the airport and asks him where he wants to go.
“I want to get scrod”
The cabbie says: “I’ve been driving hack for 35 years and I never herad someone refere to it in the plu-perfect tense before”.
