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Everyone Loves a Parade

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The giant turkey float wearing a blue top hat in the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade, moving past crowds and tall city buildings.”

Massachusetts: More Parades Than You’d Expect

New Orleans has Mardi Gras — and truth be told, probably a parade for something every other week. They’re America’s party town for sure. But Massachusetts has more parades than you might think. We’ve got the big national ones, yes, but we’ve also got some wonderfully quirky, uniquely‑ours traditions.

A Quick Roll Call of Bay State Parades

Here are the ones that come to mind without much effort:

  1. First Night, Boston (New Year’s Eve)
  2. St. Patrick’s Day, South Boston
  3. Patriots’ Day Parade, Concord
  4. Ducklings Day Parade, Boston
  5. Memorial Day Parades, Every Town
  6. Fishtown Horribles Parade, Gloucester
  7. Fourth of July Parades, statewide
  8. Carnival Parade, Provincetown
  9. Haunted Happenings Parade, Salem
  10. America’s Hometown Thanksgiving Parade, Plymouth
  11. Christmas Eve Parade, Lynn

Championship Duck Boats: Our Modern Victory Marches

And then there are the Championship Parades — our modern‑day victory marches. The crowds gather, the duck boats roll out, and the players ride through Boston like triumphant warriors returning from battle. No chariots, but close enough.

St. Patrick’s Day: Southie’s Biggest Tradition

Boston’s St. Patrick’s Day Parade in Southie is one of the oldest and largest in the country. Bagpipes, marching bands, Irish dancers, politicians shaking hands, and half the city wearing green — it’s a celebration that feels like Boston down to its bones. If you’ve never seen South Boston on March 17, you haven’t truly experienced St. Patrick’s Day.

Patriots’ Day: A Parade You Won’t Find Anywhere Else

See that Patriots’ Day Parade? That one is truly unique. Patriots’ Day is strictly a Massachusetts holiday — and some years we even get an extra day to file our federal taxes because we’re special like that.

Ducklings Day: Boston’s Sweetest Tradition

One of the sweetest parades is the Ducklings Day Parade, celebrating the Make Way for Ducklings statue. It’s traditionally held on Mother’s Day and is pure Boston charm.

Fourth of July: Cannons, Fireworks, and Local Flavor

Everyone has a Fourth of July parade, but we go one better with the concert on the Esplanade, complete with cannons and fireworks. And up in Gloucester, they celebrate with the Fishtown Horribles Parade — a wonderfully chaotic, satirical tradition where floats poke fun at political figures, local issues, and whatever else needs a good ribbing.

Provincetown Carnival: Color, Creativity, and Community

Head to the tip of Cape Cod and you’ll find Provincetown’s Carnival Parade, a joyful celebration of diversity and creativity that the town is famous for.

Salem’s Haunted Happenings: Halloween Done Right

Rounding out the unusual lineup is Salem’s Haunted Happenings Parade. Other places may have Halloween parades, but there’s no place like Salem in late October for witches, goblins, and costumed chaos.

Plymouth’s Thanksgiving Parade: History Marches On

And while America crowds around the TV to watch the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade, our own Plymouth — home of the Pilgrims and the first Thanksgiving — holds its America’s Hometown Thanksgiving Parade, a tradition all its own.

Take That, New Orleans

So yes, New Orleans may have Mardi Gras, and Disney may have a parade every time someone sneezes — but here in Massachusetts, we do things our own way. Who else has cannons on the Esplanade, championship duck boats rolling through Boston like returning warriors, and a parade for just about every season? Take that, New Orleans.

 

Massachusetts. First in Ideas, First in Innovation

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Massachusetts Wasn’t First… Until It Decided to Be First in Everything

Jamestown may have gotten the early bragging rights in 1607, and the Pilgrims didn’t step onto Plymouth soil until 1620 — and then, just ten years later, Boston was founded in 1630. And once Massachusetts finally entered the race, we behaved exactly like Golden Tempo: lally‑gagging along at the rear of the pack for a while, just taking our sweet time… and then in the home stretch, POW. Look out world, here we come.

Some places take centuries to build a legacy.
Massachusetts took about five minutes.

And once we hit our stride? We didn’t just join the party — we started inventing half the things in the room.

🌳 1634 — Boston Common: First Public Park AND First Botanical Garden

People remember the “first public park” part.
Almost nobody remembers the “first botanical garden” part.
And here’s the kicker: the botanical garden portion sits on reclaimed marshland — Boston literally reshaped the landscape so people could stroll among curated plantings. We were cultivating beauty before most cities even had sidewalks.

💡 1716 — Boston Light: First Lighthouse in the United States

Before America had a country, Boston was already lighting the way. Built on Little Brewster Island, Boston Light guided ships into the harbor starting in 1716.

And when the British evacuated Boston in 1776, they didn’t leave quietly. They blew up the original lighthouse on their way out — a dramatic “if we can’t have it, no one can” exit.

In true Massachusetts fashion, we rebuilt it.
Stronger. Taller. Ready for another few centuries of service.
Boston Light. Still Standing, Still shining

Boston Light on Little Brewster Island

🔫 1775 — Lexington & Concord: The Shot Heard ’Round the World

And then came the big one — the first that changed everything. On April 19, 1775, in the quiet towns of Lexington and Concord, Massachusetts fired the shot heard ’round the world and officially kicked off the American Revolution.

The first battles.
The first resistance.
The first spark of a brand‑new nation.

Massachusetts didn’t just make history — we started it.

🍫 1765 — First Chocolate Factory… and the Cookies That Came Later

Long before Hershey dreamed up a chocolate bar, Dorchester was grinding cacao and running the first chocolate factory in America. Massachusetts was sipping hot chocolate while the rest of the colonies were still figuring out how to boil water.

And many years later, just down the road in Whitman, Ruth Wakefield would bake the very first Toll House cookies — the chocolate chip cookie that changed dessert forever.

Hot chocolate and fresh‑baked cookies.
Massachusetts really understood the assignment.

🏖 1896 — Revere Beach: First Public Beach in the U.S.

Revere Beach wasn’t just a place to swim — it was a radical idea: the shoreline should belong to everyone. America’s first public beach, right here in Massachusetts, proving once again that we don’t just make history… we make it accessible.

A detailed sand sculpture of the U.S.S. Constitution on Revere Beach, surrounded by carved crates and barrels, with beachgoers and the ocean in the background.

🚇 1897 — The Tremont Street Subway: First Subway in America

Boston didn’t just build a subway — it built the first subway in the United States. The Tremont Street Subway opened in 1897, whisking commuters underground while other cities were still arguing about horse‑drawn traffic.
Boston Transit-First in the Nation, Last to Arrive

🪒 1901 — Gillette’s Disposable Razor: A Shaving Revolution

King Camp Gillette wasn’t born a mogul — he was a traveling salesman with more ideas than money, always tinkering, always trying to solve everyday annoyances. One boss once suggested he invent something people would need to replace often — the kind of product that keeps customers coming back.

Gillette took that seed of an idea and turned it into a whole new way of shaving. Instead of sharpening the same blade forever, he imagined a razor with thin, inexpensive blades you could swap out and toss. Safe, simple, and endlessly replaceable.

It was the birth of the disposable razor — and honestly, the birth of the “use it, replace it, repeat” model long before today’s built‑in obsolescence became standard in everything from appliances to earbuds.

Gillette didn’t just change grooming.
He changed how America buys things.

📸 1948 — First Polaroid Camera Sold in Boston

Edwin Land unveiled his instant camera at Jordan Marsh, and when the photo developed right in people’s hands, the crowd gasped. Boston didn’t just witness the moment — it was the moment.

 

☕ 1950 — First Dunkin’

Our Dunkin’ addiction officially began in Quincy in 1950, when the very first shop opened its doors. Back then it was called Open Kettle, but the idea was the same: coffee, donuts, and a way of life.
Is it any wonder America runs on Dunkin.

And that’s the thing about Massachusetts…

We may not have been the first to arrive, but once we got moving, we became first in everything that mattered — from chocolate to coffee to beaches to botany to photography to shaving your face without slicing it open… and yes, even the Revolution.

We weren’t early.
We were excellent.

 

Hot Time Summer in the City

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Swan boat cruising the Public Garden lagoon on a sunny day, passing under the little suspension bridge everyone loves to photograph.

Summer Finally Arrives in Massachusetts

The weather is beautiful. Summer is finally here. Massachusetts has finally shaken off the dreary, rain‑filled days, and everything feels fresh again. The Public Garden is in bloom, the trees are lush, and the Swan Boats are once again cruising the lagoon. It’s the perfect time to explore the city.

Planning a Trip to Wolf Hollow Sanctuary

I’m trying to arrange a visit to Wolf Hollow Sanctuary in Ipswich. That’s a bit of a hike from Taunton and may turn into a car‑rental day, but I’m exploring my options.

One avenue I’m checking out is a Custom Tour with GoWithGuide US — which is exactly what I’d need for a Wolf Hollow trip. I checked the web page for their Boston Guides and they have options but nothing like Wolf Hollow. I’ve sent off an inquiry and will keep you posted on what I find out.

My Long Quest to Photograph a Wolf

I first heard about Wolf Hollow a few years ago when I was on a photography quest for wild animals. I’d photographed deer, bear, moose, and of course the little guys — chipmunks and squirrels. In Wyoming I added pronghorn and bison to my collection. South Dakota gave me those adorable prairie dogs.

 

After much chasing and tracking, I stumbled onto the elk migration (again in Wyoming) and got one of my favorite photos.

A pair of Bull elk

 

But I never even spotted a wolf. While in Yellowstone, I always seemed to be one day behind the pack.

The New Jersey Detour That Never Happened

Eventually I heard about Lakota Wolf Sanctuary in New Jersey of all places and started planning an overnight trip: drive down one day, take a photography tour the next, then drive back to Boston.

It never happened. Severe winter storms shut down the sanctuary, and after several attempts the trip got pushed to the back burner — where it stayed.

Discovering Wolf Hollow in My Own Backyard

Then someone told me about Wolf Hollow — a sanctuary right in my own backyard! I actually drove up there once and found it, but they were closed. Always do your homework — check times and days so you aren’t disappointed.

Then life got busy, COVID hit, and I just never made it back.

Time to Try Again

Now feels like the right time to look into it again. This is how my trips and explorations usually start: slowly, with a spark of curiosity, and sometimes they take forever to get off the ground… but eventually, I get there.

I’ll keep you posted on the progress — if any — on this adventure.

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Bagpipes, Kilts, and a World Cup Win: The Tartan Army Arrives

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Boston, the World Cup, and a Surprise Scottish InvasionPlayers from Scotland and Haiti battle for possession in midair during their World Cup match.

A few days ago, I posted an essay on Boston sports and our wonderfully chaotic mix of teams and traditions in Wicked Good Reasons to Love Living in Boston.
>I somehow managed to leave out two things: our Scottish heritage and Boston’s long, stubborn relationship with soccer — or as the rest of the world calls it, football.

Ask any soccer fan and they’ll tell you American football is the upstart, the imitation, the knockoff.
The real thing — and yes, that’s Coca‑Cola’s line — belongs to the rest of the world.

Well, the “real thing” arrived in Boston (okay, Foxborough) on Saturday, June 13, when Scotland beat Haiti 1–0 at Gillette Stadium in their first World Cup match on U.S. soil.

Soccer in Boston: Older Than You Think

Soccer didn’t just show up for the World Cup.
>It’s been here since the 1800s, brought over by Scottish immigrants who played in mill towns, factory yards, and open fields long before anyone thought to build a stadium.

Fast‑forward to 1996:
Robert Kraft — already owner of the Patriots — became the founding investor of the New England Revolution, one of MLS’s ten original clubs. The Revs had a rocky start (including the dubious honor of being the first MLS team to lose to an amateur club), but New England fans stuck with them. Even in the lean years, crowds of 15,000+ proved that soccer wasn’t going anywhere.

June 13: The Cheers Heard ’Round the World

So when the World Cup finally landed at Gillette, Boston showed up — but the Scots showed up louder.

The Tartan Army, Scotland’s legendary fanbase, marched in wearing kilts, waving flags, and playing bagpipes like they were soundtracking their own parade. Young, old, men, women — all proudly tartaned up for the match and for Scottish Heritage Night.

Their cheers didn’t just echo around Foxborough.
>They felt like they traveled the globe — a modern twist on “the shot heard ’round the world,” but this time it was the cheers.

Welcome Back, Soccer

Boston already has Red Sox Nation and Patriots Nation, but on this weekend, the city gained something new:
a joyful, plaid‑covered, bagpipe‑powered visiting nation — the Tartan Army.

And honestly?
They fit right in.

Scottish Update

Boston has officially been adopted by Scotland. Bagpipes on the T, the wave at Fenway, Sweet Caroline sung like it’s a national anthem — and everywhere you look, pure joy. I’m soaking up every second of it.

 

Wicked Good Reasons to Love Living in Boston

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A swan boat carrying passengers across the pond in the Boston Public Garden on a sunny day.

Boston is my Home Town

Back in March, when I was contemplating making a life change and moving, I wrote about why I changed my mind and decided to stay in Massachusetts. (Why I Might Just Stay Put in Massachusetts) After all, Massachusetts is one of the most expensive states to live in and our weather is questionable at best — cold and snowy three‑quarters of the year and hot and humid the rest.

Spring and fall? Look quick or they’re gone. Sometimes you only know it’s spring because your car, walkway, and deck all turn yellow from the pollen. Hello allergies.

But as I said in that March post, there are some reasons to stay. And recently I saw a list (you know I love lists) of reasons living in Boston is the best and everyone should move here. Let’s see if I agree with them.

1. The distinctive and gorgeous skyline.

Yes, Boston is a beautiful city, sitting as it does right on the harbor. There’s nothing quite like taking a boat ride around the harbor and its islands. From lighthouses to forts to the skyscrapers shining in the sun, Boston mixes the old with the new. You can even spot the Old North Church spire while you cruise.

 

 

2. Boston is loaded with landmarks.

From Faneuil Hall (built in 1742) to Fenway Park (the oldest ballpark in the MLB), from Bunker Hill to the Freedom Trail (you can visit Paul Revere’s house), or even the Charlestown Navy Yard where you can tour the USS Constitution (Old Ironsides).

3. History buffs will love exploring.

If you want to go beyond the usual Freedom Trail stops, Boston has some wonderfully under‑the‑radar historic gems. One of my favorites is Fort Warren out on Georges Island. I went there when I first moved here in the 70s, and it still has that same windswept, slightly spooky charm — Civil War history, granite walls, and the legend of the “Lady in Black,” all wrapped up in one ferry ride.

And while you’re in a historical mood, wander over to The Warren Tavern in Charlestown. It’s one of the oldest taverns in Massachusetts and still operating today. Paul Revere and George Washington once stopped in, and more importantly, they serve popovers — one of the only places besides the old Anthony’s Pier 4 (now closed) where I’ve ever had them. That alone makes it worth the visit.

4. Our scenic waterfront.

Follow the Harborwalk and enjoy a relaxing stroll along the shoreline. It leads you past Christopher Columbus Waterfront Park, the Rose Kennedy Greenway, and the lively piers that frame the harbor. It’s one of the prettiest stretches in the city.

5. We’re wicked smaht — or at least well‑educated.

Boston is a city of learning. The Boston Redevelopment Authority says there are 35 colleges in Boston — which tells me they’re counting the Greater Boston area. And honestly, that makes sense. We have a plethora (like that big word?) of universities to choose from, including:

  • Boston University (BU)
  • Northeastern University
  • Boston College (technically Chestnut Hill, but part of the campus sits within Boston city limits)

And if we’re counting Greater Boston, then of course we have to include Harvard, sitting stuffy and pompous in its Cambridge shrine. Right across the river is MIT, the youthful upstart of the computer world — the place where geniuses seem to grow on trees. Add those two heavy hitters into the tally, and suddenly 35 colleges doesn’t sound far‑fetched at all.

6. Oh, we have the best Italian food too.

Just take a stroll through the North End. The narrow streets are lined with pizzerias and local grocery stores — not 7‑Elevens. Stores with olives and marinara and fresh pasta. And for a real treat of gluttony, visit during Saint Anthony’s Festival. Mama Mia!

7. When foodies die, they go to Boston.

If there’s one thing Boston knows how to do, it’s throw a food festival. Ice cream days in the summer, Oktoberfest in the fall, seafood festivals all over the area. And let’s talk cultural events — Irish celebrations with plenty of food and drink, Haitian and Jamaican festivals like Boston JerkFest, and even a “Fluff Fest” to celebrate Marshmallow Fluff.

8. We’re no slouches when it comes to inventing dishes.

Boston Cream Pie and Parker House rolls were first dreamed up at the Parker House Hotel. Boston baked beans harken back to the 1600s and the Pilgrims. And cookies? The Boston area is the gold standard for chocolate chip — the original Toll House cookie started here. Then the Fig Newton jumped in. Are we good or what!

9. We’re a wonderfully diverse bunch.

It’s well known that Boston’s roots include the British (remember those Redcoats/loyalists), the Irish (hello Southie), and the Italians in the North End (ciao!). But we’ve also got Haitian, Jamaican, Cape Verdean, and even Moldovan communities. I’m sure we can find more if we dig a little deeper.

10. This is a creative and artistic city.

We have concerts on the Esplanade and the Boston Pops. There’s the beautiful Gardner Museum and the MFA. Even our library is a thing of beauty.

Boston Athenæum

11. Boston offers world‑class healthcare.

Let’s be honest — we can’t all have perfect health. If you must get sick, what better place than Boston, where we have some of the top doctors and surgeons in the world? And we’ve been sedating patients for surgery almost forever. Boston gave the world anesthesia — right in the Ether Dome at Mass General — turning surgery from a horror show into something survivable.

12. Like shoes? Specifically athletic shoes?

Then Boston is the place for you. Reebok, New Balance, and Converse are all headquartered here. Makes sense when you think the world’s oldest marathon is run here every April.

13. Boston is extremely walkable.

Boston has a walk score of 81/100 — third in the nation. Many of our streets are still paved with cobblestones, so walking is the preferred means of travel. A lot less bumpy. So strap on that Fitbit and hit those 10k milestones.

14. Parks and green spaces.

Boston is surrounded by the Emerald Necklace, a series of parks that cover 7 miles from Boston Common to Franklin Park. It’s a 1,100‑acre chain of parks linked by waterways and parkways. Designed by Frederick Law Olmsted, it is the only fully intact linear park system he ever created. Almost anyone who lives in Boston is within a 10‑minute walk of a patch of green.

15. The T.

That’s MBTA to you non‑Bostonians. We were first in the nation, but as I’ve told you in the past, we always seem to arrive late. We ranked 3rd in the nation for our public transit system. When you figure that’s an assessment of 136 cities with populations over 175,000, that’s really a win.

16. Sports… what can I say?

Boston is sports‑crazy. Even if you weren’t a sports fan when you came here, you’ll get caught up. We love our teams — the Sox, Pats, Bruins, Celtics — we’re a city of champions. Just look at the banners hanging from the rafters in the Garden. We stick with them through all the ups and downs. We’re not fair‑weather fans.

17. Neighborhoods.

This was one of the things that hit me when I moved here in the 70s. Boston was a city, but it didn’t feel like one. It wasn’t like New York City. Boston was more like a cluster of little cities and towns all rolled into one. Neighborhoods had a flavor, and you knew your neighbors — at least enough to offer a friendly wave.

18. The sight of the city after dark.

This has always been a big one for me. When I first moved here, I’d go back home fairly often. I’d drive the Mass Pike back and forth on weekends. There was nothing like the feeling I got as the skyline of Boston came into sight when I returned. I’d come barreling down that section of the Pike past Belmont and the Mormon Temple, and there were the lights of Boston spread out before me. I never drive that stretch at night without getting an overwhelming feeling of I’m home now.

I know this has run long, but there was just so much to say about life in Boston. Special thanks to Juliet White for her essay 18 Reasons Living in Boston is the Best and Everyone Should Move Here. It was the launching point for this post. I’ve tried to stay true to her headings while putting my own spin on it. I hope you enjoy it and welcome any of your thoughts and observations.