Mr. Cambridge

 

Over a year ago I began an article titled “Mr. Cambridge” and in it intended to salute Rupe Jennings, Class of ‘50. I thought the title appropriate, even considering many other most worthy candidates, some I’ve already thoroughly misrepresented. For better or worse, I bestowed my worthless title on Rupe for many reasons, but mainly because it was doom to anyone within earshot who put Cambridge down. Any critical Cambridge remark in Rupe’s vicinity always caused him to let everyone know how wrong headed the opinion was. In defending Cambridge, Rupe commonly made even the mistaken person laugh at his own foolishness. I was once one of these. Continue reading “Mr. Cambridge”

Tips and Motivation for “Growing Up in Cambridge”

“That the powerful play will go on and you will contribute a verse. What will your verse be?”

Walt Whitman

OK, I admit it. Once again, I’m trying to start something, stir up a little sand if you will, “instigate” another common descriptor, “troublemaker” often applicable, “catalyst” perhaps the most accurate as it has neutral connotations. It took me years to figure out that some of my deepest personality traits weren’t good or bad, just integral to my being, something I could either harness or abuse. The choice was mine, and like everybody, I guess, I’ve made good ones and bad ones and intend to write about both. I hope to encourage many more of you to do the same by submitting your own articles to the CCS alumni newsletter. But first, it might be best to get a better picture of this old jeer leader for all prospective and already active Cambridge writers and historians, especially those unfamiliar with a natural born irritant.

For visual evidence you’ll need a copy of the 1966 CCS Yearbook. In it is the first picture of me published in Cambridge, and like it’s often said, a picture is worth a 1,000 words. Continue reading “Tips and Motivation for “Growing Up in Cambridge””