Thanks so much for the great response to this blog!
A special thank you to those who have passed it on to others. We are heading quickly to amazing page visits to this blog! Welcome to folks from all over the country and other countries as well, including Lisbon!!

The "Village", as it was called, is located in the northwest corner of the city of Taunton, Massachusetts U.S.A. It covers about 1 square mile with the center being School Street. A large portion of the Village population was Portuguese when I was growing up.

This blog covers a lot of the history of the Village, much to do with my years as a child there: 1940 through the late 1950's. I do have many wonderful photos and information prior to that that and will share those as well. Always looking for MORE PHOTOS AND MORE STORIES TO TELL.

If you would like to send photos or share a memory of growing up in the Village
e-mail me at
feel free to comment on the posts. Directions are on the right side of the blog posts. Jump in, the water is fine and it is easy!!!

I will be posting photographs but not identifying individuals unless I have permission or they are a matter of public record. It you wish to give me permission, please let me know.

I am looking for any and all photos of the Village...

Please note: the way blogs work is that the latest post is first. It you would like to start from the beginning of the blog, check out the post labels on the right of the blog and go from there. Thanks.

Tuesday, December 5, 2017


I originally published this in 2013 and am reposting in today.
One cannot get enough of Christmases past.


Taunton Green was placed on The National Register in 1985.

Taunton's Green, or Common as it was called,  factored centrally in Taunton's life since Taunton's founding in 1637.  First it was a place to graze cattle and roster the troops. In  1914 it began its story of a spectacle of light and hope at Christmastide. 

 Below is one of the first Christmas Green photographs taken in 1925 from the wonderful book "80 years of Christmas in Taunton: Candles on the Green." released in 1994.  A new one is available celebrating 100 years this year of 2013.  Once again, Charlie Crowley and Dr. William Hanna renew our memories and knowledge of this Taunton treasure.  I have added the framework to give it a nostalgic touch for this post.  

In the next photo taken in 1936, the theme was The Spirit of Taunton recalling the famous Lindberg flight  with a plane at center on a multi-colored globe painted by Frank Taylor.  "The airplane's registration number, shown on its tail, was 593, which happened to be the telephone number of the TMLP."  The Christmas displays each year would mirror the times in which they occurred, in peace and in war. You can see the plane glowing above the globe.

My husband was nine years old that year and recalls this display.  His family made the trek from Swansea each year to see the Green.  He remembers, as do so many Tauntonians, the wonderful arches that so often graced the Christmas Green.

Last Christmas in this blog we followed the Green over the World War II years when blackout rules did not allow for lights and Taunton with the country worried over the safety of its sons and daughters. The romance of my Aunt Alveda and Uncle Ziggy provided a personal pictorial framework for us.

In 1949,  then Mayor ]ohn Parker wrote an article about the meaning of the Green.  A good friend, Louise Foster who grew up in Taunton, shared this photo of the Green that same year.  As so often happened, a blanket of snow covered all.  War was over and the nation was starting to dig itself out. 

This past weekend, on Dec. 7th, Taunton, The Christmas City celebrated 100 years of lighting Christmas up for its people and those from miles around. With its celebratory hat on the City bloomed with venues of wonderful entertainment .  There was even a human Christmas tree in which 982 people participated and broke the Guiness Book of Records!!  Taunton went for it!!

Thanks to Micaila Britto-Patten and the TMLP bucket truck for this awesome photo of this year's
Christmas lighting from I'm From Taunton Facebook page.

One hundred years of living through the ups and downs of so many struggling New England cities, and still our little city shows its spirit! That spirit it demonstrated in the American Revolution, through the Civil War and the terrible wars that followed.  Lights on the Green led us on, even when it would have needed candlelight.  May those lights get even brighter and our birth city pull itself up and onward!

What is wonderful about all of our Christmas Greens is the fact that there has always been a Nativity scene somewhere on them.  Take the one below from 1947 (picture found on the Net) which prominently displays the Nativity right in the center of the Green.  Even this year one was included. Taunton has never forgotten the true meaning of Christmas.

You can easily find a lot of interesting photos and information on this year's Taunton Green Christmas celebration online:  Taunton Daily Gazette as well as with photos and information shared so well on I'm From Taunton Facebook page.

To read my posts from last Christmas about the Green please go to 2012 posts on the right of the blog, then find December 19th and 21st.  Thanks.

                       Thank you to Kathleen Campanirio for her assistance with this post.

Saturday, September 3, 2016


                         Ah, of course I could not retire altogether, could I?

Not when something special comes along- like this: THE ROSE FAMILY MUSICAL LEGACY.
This new post is about Arlene Rose Gouveia and her creation of a legacy document or family history. She has packed this work with family history going back decades.

The term legacy document is a legal term but I prefer it to have another connotation. I prefer it
to be a unique kind of written bequest that gifts a family with their own history. Genealogical charts are incredibly important to any family.  But, it is when these facts are brought to life with story
and pictures that it comes alive historically.

                   What a legacy to leave to a family now and way into the future!

Not only did Arlene write a book, with the help of her son it is also an e-book so that untold
numbers of people can and will read it.  You can read it at:

In the case of this book, she has taken only one aspect of her
family history, albeit a very major one,  and created a 
delightful historical textual and pictorial work.  You do not
have to be a member of the Rose family or even have
grown up in the School Street Village to enjoy it.

I am pleased to publish this post announcing where you can find this. Both Arlene and I have been dedicated to keeping our families and the magic Village where we grew up from
being forgotten.  For me, it was this blog.  For her, it was assisting with this blog and now with this lovely and important book.

God bless, Arlene, and we hope this is only the beginning
of more of your sharing to keep our history alive.

Wednesday, July 6, 2016


FULLER SCHOOL circa 1950's
 Bidding goodbye to my Memoir of the School Street Village.  It is hard to summarize the story of this Blog, the places it went, the people it met, remembered and met once again.

 It began five years ago, the need to assure that the School Street Village story was not lost. It
began with an old photograph of our beloved Fuller School above.  It started as a memorial for all those classmates and dear ones lost over the years. It was dedicated to a dear friend since my early childhood who can no longer remember.  It's purpose was to remember for her.  It ended up being much more than that.


 It went on to gather, to present the stories of our people bit by bit and some of the history they lived through. It went back and back. It searched out stories of the Village that I knew and that others taught me like the incredible Arlene Gouveia.    I  cherished and presented like jewels each story for others to recall and savor all over again.  I wrote each word with all the love that grew in me for that place that was my childhood home.

Dredging up my memories, you see me at the age of five below, the the tapestry began to take place. Soon others joined in and the story grew with photographs so precious they took my breath away.

Me  at age 5 years

I have loved each moment of writing and researching this blog over the years.  I hope that it encourages others to try to gather their own basket of memories and reach out to others to put it all together.  So many readers have visited this blog and I imagine that it rings many bells of their own growing up.  Those of us that lived through those times are richer because of it.  I know others will continue to read it, to goggle some word or title that brings them here.  They are most welcome.

                                          I walk the bygone streets of my School Street Village 
and greet those who walked with me, who
laughed and cried with me.  I greet them with
a song of thanksgiving for all we had together.

I have tried to be the friend who remembered
for those who've memories have failed and for
those gone ahead of me.