Something that is still there in the Bucket
When I begin to write about a particular place in the Bucket it must excite the old neurons and I find myself suddenly recalling new details. I am not always sure if they are trustworthy
They usually do have some basis in fact.
So today I was recalling the allure of the Barrel Yard. After I made our ritualistic trip to Salvation Army on Central Avenue to give them the fruit of yesterday's excavation of the patio storage with Mikey,Yash wanted lunch. So I swung by Wendy's and got two burgers and no meal. Then drove to find my favorite spot right next to the falls in the Pawtucket Country Club Parking lot --open and pretty empty.
It is a sunny day and I could see the waters splashing below the falls and hear that murmur of the river- so soothing.
After we finished eating , we went into Slater but my mind was thinking of checking out the old Dunnel Lane.
So I swung right on Newport and then a quick left onto Columbus. I turned left on to RI AVE at McCoy stadium. As I cruised by and reached the intersection with Dunnell Lane, I turned left. Then once I was into the industrial area I swung left again and
THERE IT WAS. Just as I recall and an old sign hung over the office shed and announced that we were in John Collins Barrells. I drove in and turned around and there were the bright blue barrels and there were also some large rectangular plastic containers. I was very happy to see the barrels still there. Towards the back of the yard the gate was wide and I could drive into another area that showed that telltale sand that had once been surrounding Dunnell's Pond and that had been part of the terrain of the backlots. AND I was glad to see that was not changed.
Driving away I chose to continue up Dunnell to Prospect and there at the Corner was a closed Pizza place that stands where Barney Donnelly's store once stood. He was a bookie that took my father's "ACTION" And then continuing on Prospect I saw to my left apartments built where there once stood the Prospect Street School. I turned right down Melrose Avenue and at the foot of Melrose as it T's into Rhode Island on the right was the strange triangle attached to a tenement that once was Dick's Variety. No sign of anything commercial there now.
When I got home I Googled Collins Barrells and learned that they have been in business in that spot for more than a HUNDRED YEARS.
Why does that make me so happy?? So glad to find a still standing witness of the past that haunts me and attests to the truth of my memory.
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