Page 40

Ray Scanlon | Camp Myles Standish

In our early teens, nearly every summer day my friends and I bicycled to some place we'd never been. One was Camp Myles Standish, street after street of ghost-ridden barracks, abandoned to the crows and three raucous boys. A startling artifact of World War II, it served POWs and myriad GIs. We were born just five years after an enterprise of overwhelming scale, and our parents had made it almost invisible to us.

xxxviii | SF&D

SF&D | April 2012 [Place Marks]  

The April issue features the stunning Lisa Marie Basile, with a feature section devoted to poems about the marks left by place. 48 pages of...

Read more
Read more
Similar to
Popular now
Just for you