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More on Hinchey's News

by Steve Johnson

On November 24, 2014 reader Pamela Sheridan wrote:

Hello Steve,

I just read your article about Hinchey's and I just wanted to say thank you for writing it. I grew up in Melrose in the 1970s (in the apartment building on Berwick St. that you mentioned with the Chinese Dry Cleaners on the end. When I was little it was Bee's Dry Cleaning.). Although you were writing about the 1940s, you could have been writing about the 1970s. Most of what you mentioned was there when I was growing up.

Whenever I go by that vacant lot, I feel a great sense of sadness. A huge part of my childhood was torn down with that building. I was there every day growing up. I'm amazed at how small the space actually is. That store seemed huge and then there was the coffee shop at the end. (When I was growing up, that was Frank's Coffee Shop.)

I think the man Buzzy you mentioned ended up taking over the store. I knew him as Mr. Hinchey. He was a sweet man. I vividly remember Jean.

Again, thank you so much for writing that article. I really enjoyed reading it.

Pamela Sheridan                                                                                                                

                                                                  
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Steve’s replied:
Pamela,

Thanks for your e-mail on my Hinchey's piece from the early 2013s in the Melrose Mirror. It was fun to put some of my memories of the old neighborhood into the history of Melrose which, I hope, will be around for a while; compliments of the Melrose Mirror publication.

One of the things I didn't include in the story was something that occurred probably around 1948 or so when I was in the 4th or 5th grade at Lincoln School. There was a very serious fire in the top floor apartments in the building in which you lived. People were injured and there were fatalities, if I remember correctly. Those of us on the way to school that morning witnessed the aftermath of the disaster. Perhaps you heard the story, having grown up in that building.

Again, thanks for the e-mail and keep reading the "Mirror", you may encounter more stories of the good old days.

Steve Johnson
The Arizona Stringer
Peoria, AZ, via Melrose Massachusetts


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On November 25, 2014 Pamela Sheridan replied:

I vaguely remember that story. My father grew up in Melrose as well. He was a bit older than you (was born in 1933). He went to St. Mary's (Jack Sheridan). He loved to tell us stories of Melrose. His family has been there for generations.

You are an awesome writer. Thank you!

Pamela





January 2, 2015


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