Random Thoughts

A pleasurable surprise

... a lovely note regarding her beloved grandparents

by Ed Boyd

It was 10:00 AM on a muggy Sunday with the windows wide open as the moisture sifted its way through the screens. I had just watched Jack Tapper on TV,  a journalist who I like because of his evenhandedness. I wanted to check my email though there is not much on a Sunday. To my surprise and pleasure there was an email from Lisa DiFrisco wanting to thank me for writing "Ten Warren Street", an article that I wrote for the Melrose Mirror on June 5, 2009.

On Warren Street, Boyd family lived at 10 (house at left) & Comeau family lived at 12 (next door, at right)

In her email to me, Lisa wrote:

My brother came across the article you wrote for the Melrose Mirror entitled ďTen Warren Street.Ē My name is Lisa DiFrisco, I am the daughter of Diane (Comeau) Kimbal, youngest daughter of Alfred and Albina Comeau. Al and Albina were my beloved grandparents. I just wanted to thank you for your beautiful writing, you provided an insight into my grandparentís lives that I never heard before. I grew up in Braintree, but made the trip up to Everett once a week to see my Nana and Gramps. I have fond memories of Warren Street and now live in East Boston I find that I still drive past my grandparentís house from time to time. I became a mother to twins last March, I know as my son and daughter grow I will tell them many wonderful stories about their grandparents. I would just like to thank you for adding one more story that I can now share.

Best Regards,

There were seven children born to Alfred and Albina Comeau.  Gladys was the oldest girl.  Then came Yvonne, Barbara and Diane as the youngest girl. The boys were Robert, Donald and Bobby. Diane, Lisaís mother, was a little, dark-haired, skinny kid who would jump rope in the driveway next to our house in 1954. When we bought our house in Melrose, Al (then Donald, and then Bobby) would all drive their oil tank truck to give us oil. Comeau & Sons, Inc. delivered oil to us until we sold our five-bedroom house in 2000.

One of my clearer memories is the powerful hurricane in 1954. The wind was howling, sheets of debris flying through the air. The large elm in the front of our steps suffered a split in its trunk. Al Comeau came from his driveway with a lengthy chain slung over his shoulder, carrying a ladder in his other hand. I helped to steady Al on the ladder as he wrapped the chain around the split trunk. Al had some kind of winch he used to tighten the chain around the tree. The tree and chain lasted through the ferocious wind and rain. Months later, Al removed the chain from the elmís trunk. The split had healed.

There are certain memories stick with you, those that you donít want to forget. I have to consider why this memory persists.

Al was showing us how you must deal with adversity of all kinds. Strive and endure despite trouble, Al seemed to say.         

(Addendum: Type in Ten Warren Street in the Google search at the bottom of this page, click Random Thoughts then scroll down to Ten Warren Street.)

( Addendum: Lisa Difrisco has written me permission to use her e-mail in my article.)

July 2, 2010

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