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Nice story. Believe it or not, I attended a public baked bean supper on Boston Common with my family and over 20,000 people when I was a child. I also remember when our family joined our neighbors in sleeping together on the beach during hot summer nights. Mainers are justifiably proud of their heritage of neighborliness but even in the hard-boiled city of Boston where I grew up such old New England customs prevailed in the 1950s. Maybe the great Depression and WWII had something to do with it.

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