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I really like the light show projected on High Rock Tower every night but the park is one of the stranger places in Lynn. Legends swirl around the spooky boarded-up house at the base of the tower and the tower itself. Is it true the original tower was made of wood and burned by Lynn residents celebrating the end of the Civil War? Don’t ask me.

I would be the first person in line to hear Richard Fecteau spend an hour talking about the 19 years he spent in a Chinese prison following his capture in 1952 that rivaled a James Bond movie plot. Never one for the limelight, the Classical High School graduate’s name is enshrined on the former Classical High (now Fecteau-Leary Junior Senior High).

Speaking of people who served this country, it would be great to open the Lynn Museum for an entire Saturday afternoon for local veterans to gather and tell their stories. Local students could record the tales of selfless service and sacrifice for immortality.

Is it just my car radio or can someone explain why I lose radio reception driving through the Sumner Tunnel but not the Callahan. Anyone know what happened to the guy who used to sell coffee from a machine on his back to drivers waiting for their turn to drive through the tolls? Don’t ask me.

I can’t be the only one who drives or walks by those big red lobsters on the former Anthony’s Hawthorne’s walls and thinks how they would look as a centerpiece for a bathroom floor or backyard patio.

Hawthorne by the Sea in Swampscott is a classy reminder of the days when Anthony’s and the General Glover House were fancy dining places where people held meetings and hosted receptions.

The street sign on Ocean Street a short ways from Nahant Street says Greenleaf Circle/Ocean Park. The two streets combined don’t stretch more than a couple of blocks, so where exactly does Greenleaf Circle end and Ocean Park begin? Don’t ask …

I smile when I drive down Lynn Shore Drive and see Buzzy Barton walking the beach. He is always talking to someone and he looks happy. He should be — he’s out enjoying one of Lynn’s greatest assets.

There’s excitement building around the idea of finally putting a bike path on the abandoned rail spur that runs through West Lynn off Summer Street. But what happens when the path runs into the former rail bridge that is now a pathway for a high-pressure gas line?

Nicknamed “The Can Opener” by body shop owners who run businesses on Bennett Street, the low-slung bridge routinely strips the metal tops off carelessly-driven trucks. The gas company doesn’t seem in any hurry to move the pipe which means the bike path dream might just amount to a lot of hot air.

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