Marc Munroe Dion

Fall River

Columnist and Reporter at The Herald News

Herald News columnist and reporter. Jumping into the electronic digital future like you'd jump into a swimming pool full of porcupines

Articles

The Pope's Nose

6 days ago | arcamax.com | Marc Munroe Dion

I saw a priest in the coffee shop Wednesday morning. He was wearing a cassock, the long black robe with buttons down the front that Catholic priests wore everywhere until Vatican II. The cassock might mean he's what they call a "trad Catholic," which is short for "traditional Catholic" and means you act the way every Catholic did in 1964, which is when I learned to be an altar boy, in Latin. I introduced myself to the priest and, God help me, because I think I'm funny, I asked him a question.
The Pope's Nose, by Marc Dion

6 days ago | creators.com | Marc Munroe Dion

I saw a priest in the coffee shop Wednesday morning. He was wearing a cassock, the long black robe with buttons down the front that Catholic priests wore everywhere until Vatican II. The cassock might mean he's what they call a "trad Catholic," which is short for "traditional Catholic" and means you act the way every Catholic did in 1964, which is when I learned to be an altar boy, in Latin. I introduced myself to the priest and, God help me, because I think I'm funny, I asked him a question.
His Mom Found His Pot

1 week ago | arcamax.com | Marc Munroe Dion

A word on generations. I'm from the "his mom found his pot" generation, which, speaking in substances, comes after the "Spanish fly makes girls crazy" generation and the "cocaine isn't really addictive, like heroin is" generation. In other words, I graduated from high school in a proudly all-white, working-class Midwestern suburb in 1975. And Vietnam, which was the worst trouble a kid from my suburb could get into in, say, 1970. We joined, of course.
His Mom Found His Pot, by Marc Dion

1 week ago | creators.com | Marc Munroe Dion

A word on generations. I'm from the "his mom found his pot" generation, which, speaking in substances, comes after the "Spanish fly makes girls crazy" generation and the "cocaine isn't really addictive, like heroin is" generation. In other words, I graduated from high school in a proudly all-white, working-class Midwestern suburb in 1975. And Vietnam, which was the worst trouble a kid from my suburb could get into in, say, 1970. We joined, of course.
Plagues of our fathers

2 weeks ago | dailyherald.com | Marc Munroe Dion

Marc Munroe Dion When news stories about bedbugs started showing up a few years back, I wrote that bedbugs were out of my father's world, the 1920s world of immigrant tenement dwellers. My father told hilariously about his mother's battles with bedbugs. “After she boiled all the sheets, she'd paint the bed slats with kerosene, and she'd put all four legs of the bed in cans of kerosene. “And my father smoked,” my father would laugh.
Plagues of Our Fathers

2 weeks ago | arcamax.com | Marc Munroe Dion

When news stories about bedbugs started showing up a few years back, I wrote that bedbugs were out of my father's world, the 1920s world of immigrant tenement dwellers. My father told hilariously about his mother's battles with bedbugs. "After she boiled all the sheets, she'd paint the bed slats with kerosene, and she'd put all four legs of the bed in cans of kerosene. "And my father smoked," my father would laugh.
Plagues of Our Fathers, by Marc Dion

2 weeks ago | creators.com | Marc Munroe Dion

When news stories about bedbugs started showing up a few years back, I wrote that bedbugs were out of my father's world, the 1920s world of immigrant tenement dwellers. My father told hilariously about his mother's battles with bedbugs. "After she boiled all the sheets, she'd paint the bed slats with kerosene, and she'd put all four legs of the bed in cans of kerosene. "And my father smoked," my father would laugh.
Is that my job? Kilmar Garcia and sheet metal

3 weeks ago | dailyherald.com | Marc Munroe Dion

Marc Munroe Dion I knew a guy once, clerical type guy, had a stroke, couldn’t work anymore. He was a few years shy of retirement age, so he needed to get himself on disability and the health insurance the state provides for people in his situation. He lived alone, had worked since he was old enough to work and was able to walk unsteadily and live alone after the stroke. It was maybe 20 years ago.
Is That My Job? Kilmar Garcia and Sheet Metal

3 weeks ago | arcamax.com | Marc Munroe Dion

I knew a guy once, clerical type guy, had a stroke, couldn't work anymore. He was a few years shy of retirement age, so he needed to get himself on disability and the health insurance the state provides for people in his situation. He lived alone, had worked since he was old enough to work and was able to walk unsteadily and live alone after the stroke. It was maybe 20 years ago.
Is That My Job? Kilmar Garcia and Sheet Metal, by Marc Dion

3 weeks ago | creators.com | Marc Munroe Dion

I knew a guy once, clerical type guy, had a stroke, couldn't work anymore. He was a few years shy of retirement age, so he needed to get himself on disability and the health insurance the state provides for people in his situation. He lived alone, had worked since he was old enough to work and was able to walk unsteadily and live alone after the stroke. It was maybe 20 years ago.