James Henry Donovan

In the backyards of those East Boston 2-deckers on Bennington St...that's where I see Jim. Or tossing spirals in Higer's Field. Or fielding liners coming off the baked clay of Noyes Park. That's how I know Jim. And hockey on pond ice. Or borrowing dinghies for the day and rowing to Winthrop to steal green apples as old ladies scolded us. Halcyon days, and Jim was there,...sweet times.