|A Photo of Gloucester Harbor in 1952|
For me this image evokes a constellation sounds, smells and visual memories. Gorton's Fish factory was near where this was taken, so the smell of fish was always strongly in the air. As a young child, about the only times I was taken to Gloucester were on shopping and errand expeditions. We were often there around mid-day, when the noon whistle at the factory sounded. Do you remember how loud that was?