Edmond P.V. Horsey

The Sweeter It Is

By Edmond P.V. Horsey October 30, 1975

I N THE FAR CORNER of the Orpheum's smoking room--a naked, exhausted, once elegant chamber--three punks snickered down on their

By Edmond P.V. Horsey August 12, 1975

B RIGGS AND I took bets--not for money but bets nonetheless--on our neighbors, Daniel and Gay. Briggs didn't think Daniel

By Edmond P.V. Horsey May 21, 1975

It's past closing time at the Fogg; its galleries, hung in the first thread of twilight, are deserted. Suddenly Seymour

By Edmond P.V. Horsey March 05, 1975

I N 1965, the Massachusetts Legislature passed the Racial Imbalance Act calling for the cessation of all state funds to

By Edmond P.V. Horsey February 04, 1975

T HERE'S A RUMBLE "We say no, We say no. We say no to the racists..." shivers across the Fenway

By Edmond P.V. Horsey December 06, 1974

I T IS 2 a.m. Saturday morning and the hard-core "Boggers" are warming up for the weekend's festivities. Two burly,