Shared Stories
This page is a collective Sherborn memories repository, a crowd-sourced approach to history!
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We would love to add yours too. Shoot for 1-3 paragraphs and a rough date (year it took place) for each submission. Either email your piece to kmdelaney1963@gmail.com or just click the Share a story button, which will take you to the Talk to us page. Once we verify your authorship through a simple email, we'll post the recollection.*
Late 1950's: "I remember the late 50’s early 60’s, I worked for Dave Leinbery used cars in the garage under Jackson’s store. Dave opened a bigger shop to the left of Jackson’s store. I also worked at Klein's garage after serving my country." -EL
Mid-1960's: "My most vivid memory of going into Jackson's store is seeing the cat asleep on top the bread!" -RCD​​​​
Mid-1970s: "So many memories hanging around downtown with pals. Klein's always had the local wrecks from car crashes lined up along the tracks side of the lot, and in one, it was a tragic fatality, you could see where the driver, obviously not wearing a seatbelt, hit her head on the windshield. In the shattered dent was both blood and a few hairs stuck in the cracks. Deeply impactful and sad vision for 10 year old kids, I can still see that image." -KMD
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Mid-1970s: "When we moved to Sherborn in the 70's leashes were not something one needed to purchase. Devitt's pack of dogs would race through our yard disturbing the pheasants who resided there. Life was slow, so slow that our neighbor's black cocker spaniel would lie in the middle of Farm Rd and it was only when people honked she'd reluctantly move. Our terrier Willie roamed the territory. I got a call from a woman up at Pine Hill saying I should come and get our dog as he was cold!! I explained he had a tremor which made him look as though he was cold but she insisted. Upon arrival there was no Willie but upon returning home there he sat in our yard. The increase in traffic of course has made the carefree roaming dog a thing of the past." -ST
1970s: The Robinson Farm Rd Farm: "Dwight may have been a revered rheumatologist but he was also a farmer at heart. The neighborhood enjoyed many adventures involving his avocation. There was his antique John Deere that won many prizes at the 4th of July parade but it was always touch and go as to whether he could get it going. We'd hear the low sputtering as it turned over... and over.. but joy in the neighborhood when the boom boom boom rang forth. Another prize coming!! Also he raised goats as he could acquire serum needed for his MGH lab experiments much cheaper by bleeding Moonbeam and her cohorts. My husband Steve was summoned to hold them down while the doctor dealt with the syringe. He was the renaissance man as he was also a virtuoso piano player." -ST
1960's: I loved ST's dog stories. We lived on South Main St.and in the 60s had a beagle mutt named Poochi who was best friends with Police Chief Deke Jackson's Blackie. Every morning while we were getting ready for school Blackie would show up outside the barn, wagging his tail waiting for Poochi. Out she would go and they would be off for the day. We would hear about their visits to cookouts and other local events, Shirley Ohl drove Poochi home once when she found the dog limping along with one foot stuck in her collar (probably after a nice swim in a swamp). Poochi's real name was GalliPoochi Pup, after the opera singer, or after the dog in Rootie Kazootie...
-MM
Late 1970's: I think it was 1978, Halloween, and I was wearing my mom’s like shorts with a long vest that went down to my ankles so I was very sexy and I walked in to McArthur's market. I’m not sure who I was with, I forget, and there was an old lady at the counter and she turned around and she start hitting me with her pocketbook and telling me I looked very sleazy, but very pretty. I’m like, 'what are you doing, I didn’t do anything to you' and it was Joey Carbon dressed up for Halloween.
God bless him one of the funniest things I have experienced with him, he was a good friend to me forever, and to many of you as well. I just wanted to share that funny experience because he looked like an old lady and I did not recognize him! Good stories of good old friends, remember all of us that went to Dover-Sherborn are like family.
-JS
1960's: When My Parents Moved To Sherborn My Mum Went Down To The Town Hall To Register To Vote. When Mum Said She Wished To Register As A Democrat, The Woman Behind The Counter Jokingly Said, " Where Do We Keep The Form For The Democrats??" Apparently Sherborn Voted Mostly Republican For Decades.
-J. M. Western Ave.
1954: On my very first day of school I remember being instructed that I should stay in my seat until the bus came to a stop. Everyone else stood and went to the front of the bus as it approached their house but I was going to be good. The bus sailed right on by my house without stopping. The driver, Charlie Taylor spotted me way in the back seat as he was parking the bus and brought me home in his car. -D.J.
1960's-70's: I lived on Perry Street my whole life. My family used to clean up and plant flowers on the graves at the two old cemeteries at the top of the hill. The Clara Barton Cemetery and the older one across the street which I believe was the smallpox victims of the area. I remember doing charcoal etchings when I was in the Bluebirds with Mrs. Powicki . I wish I had kept them! -D.D.
SHC comment: Thanks D. D.! Brush Hill Cemetery on Perry St is one of nine burial grounds scattered around town so that in the early days loved ones could be closer to their deceased family members. It could indeed have some small pox victims' remains, as well as the many other killer diseases that cut down so many before living a full life...
1970's: [Ann Freniere Akeley] was my mentor. I had her in kindergarten and she mentored me thru volunteering during my high school and college years. I student taught with her. I then became a teacher at Pine Hill. She and John became my second set of parents. We traveled together during the summer always hitting the Cape. I last spoke to John a few months before he passed.. -JLM
1970's: I used to bring the newspaper every Sunday morning to the Hildreths, they lived where your family lives now on Pleasant Street [the restored Pleasant View Farm]. The smell of bacon Leta would be cooking for Harold was so good. I can smell it now. It was sad to see the farm go... Our dog used to go when Harold was milking the cows and he would squirt it to her. -JLM
1970's: So many memories of elementary and junior high. The one thing I will never forget is when my dog sat in the garden under the flag at a flag day celebration. Of course everyone laughed and it was supposed to be a solemn occasion. Mrs Sullivan, Ms Lunnie, Mr. Eden, Mrs Carter, Mr Nichols and many others. We had some great times back then. Mr. Akeley was my softball coach. -KMG
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