I grew up in the small town of East Bridgewater, Massachusetts, a small suburban farm town located roughly twenty five miles south of Boston. Early childhood highlights include Johnny the Farmer driving by on his tractor and a bull that occasionally managed to jump the fence from Millet’s, a farmstand located just across the Whitman town line. Back then, we looked forward to Root Beer Barrels and Mary Janes, and you could still buy fresh pickles out of an actual barrel. And although Johnny the Farmer was like a local celebrity to kids who would stop whatever they were doing to collectively wave hello at the side of the road when he drove by on his tractor, the man was simply doing his job at the time, as was Old Man Smith on the other side of town at Smith Farm who kept a watchful eye on kids that visited his property. As with most small New England towns, East Bridgewater had an active center, the juxtaposition of four main roads converging at the only real traffic light in town where most of the local businesses were situated. The center of East Bridgewater was like a small city compared to the rest of this agricultural suburb with parked cars lining the roads, people scurrying about taking care of their daily errands, and kids on every corner. It was active and busy, the social center of the town. I returned to the center of East Bridgewater four decades later to assess the pulse of what I remembered as being a busy and inviting community center.
Sadly Russell has passed away and no longer in business. I lived across the street from him from 1979 to 2009. My dad and Russell were good friends. I also remember Nate's hardware Towne and country store. Swanson and flood. Village news. Viking pizza little peach and dairy queen. Stellas pizza. Skinners and more from my childhood on up. I also remember fernandes and Star market. The old car shows. I also remember when they started building the complex for the cinamas and all the other business now on rt 18 eb. Such good times. Sadly my mom and dad moved out of the apartment they had on 17 west union st in 2009. They lived there for more than 30 years. I miss my hometown.
moved to E.B. in 1978. i was eleven years old. eventually had to grow up and leave to start my own life's path in 1990. parents lived in the cozy house on walnut street until 1997, when they retired to A.Z. The town was a great place to have a wonderful childhood and teenage life.
I briefly lived in an apartment behind the old Morris real estate office. It was for sure haunted!!! The basement was unfinished at that time and was wicked spooky. Thank you for bringing back memories of my home town!!
I loved getting my pop rocks and baseball cards at LIL PEACH. Great town to grow up in so many memories.
Sadly Russell has passed away and no longer in business. I lived across the street from him from 1979 to 2009. My dad and Russell were good friends. I also remember Nate's hardware Towne and country store. Swanson and flood. Village news. Viking pizza little peach and dairy queen. Stellas pizza. Skinners and more from my childhood on up. I also remember fernandes and Star market. The old car shows. I also remember when they started building the complex for the cinamas and all the other business now on rt 18 eb. Such good times. Sadly my mom and dad moved out of the apartment they had on 17 west union st in 2009. They lived there for more than 30 years. I miss my hometown.
moved to E.B. in 1978. i was eleven years old. eventually had to grow up and leave to start my own life's path in 1990. parents lived in the cozy house on walnut street until 1997, when they retired to A.Z. The town was a great place to have a wonderful childhood and teenage life.
I briefly lived in an apartment behind the old Morris real estate office. It was for sure haunted!!! The basement was unfinished at that time and was wicked spooky. Thank you for bringing back memories of my home town!!
Oh yeah! Forgot to mention the Morris Real Estate Office down there along the way, tucked in between Rexall's and Luddy's. Thanks for reading!