

Jean says, “I’m a flea-market type person. Getting out in the sunshine and being with like-minded people lifts my spirits.
“Shoppers were jolly waling around, with and without masks. I had my two vaccinations, so I mingled without fear.”
By 10:30 am at the North End, there were no visible parking spaces, and parkers were circling. There were challenges for parallel parkers, but if they were New Yorkers—no problem.
Jean returned at 11:00 am for a hot dog and she found the streets to be “jamming” —-a big mob scene at the Flea Market; mostly no-maskers.
From Jean Bredin:
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