A West Warwick Athlete Finds Himself in the Jungles of Viet Nam
“Welcome to Hell” was the sign he saw prominently posted at the gate at Parris Island, North Carolina. Its message wasn’t over-the-top bluster. Instead, it was the not-so-nice entry point telling Michael A. Montigny his life was about to seriously change. He was at this camp to learn skills that would enable him to survive…
Jack W. Clark: Perseverance Got Him Where He Is
Jack W. Clark: When Luck Presented, He Ran With It… He looks every bit like his alter-ego—that charming, perennially-young “American Bandstand” icon, Dick Clark. In reality, Jack Wade Clark is a case study for why folks should never make assumptions about others. In his youth, he was seen, by other classmates, as privileged. After all,…
The Real Fabric of West Warwick: Its People: Gary Gallucci
This West Warwick native, son of William and Jeannine (Cayouette) Gallucci, contemplates where he and his wife, Carol, might live in the future, when they retire. Like many others, they consider southern realms (Florida), possibly renting for a while, before buying. If anything, Gary carefully studies situations, before he acts. After all, he didn’t…
The Real Fabric of West Warwick: Rep. Pat Serpa
Patricia Serpa: ‘I Know a Guy’ Gets New Meaning We’ve all heard the phrase above and we usually associate it with someone in the Mafia or the Underworld, someone who’s busily at work in nefarious activity, someone who skirts legitimate channels. That’s not how Representative Patricia Serpa, District 27, understands the phrase. She says she…
“The ‘Real Fabric’ of West Warwick: Its People
Dick Hughes: West Warwick’s ‘Renaissance Man’… “Dye coming,” was the warning Dick Hughes heard as a boy, swimming in the mill river by his home. Boyhood friends would take turns performing sentry duty, calling out to others when a fresh stream of dye waste was released by the mill into the river. They’d swim to…
My Newest venture–Guest Speaking
Dates and venues will be published on this website soon and fact I’m doing guest-speaking is pretty ironic, since I froze–many years ago– in front of my “Problems in American Democracy” class, in high school. I suffered severe public-speaking phobia that I had to overcome or never succeed in my profession. You see, as teacher,…
