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That's why I used a ? after Beachmont. I couldn't remember the names of the other sts, the map shows. Thanks for the map. I have good memories of some of those who've passed on, who lived on those adjacent roads, ways, and know they would have spoken up before connections were made, on a long 3 day weekend. Over the centuries the est. boundaries of SFP, on the western side, have been violated by private encroachment. It was, after all, originally the first major "stage" for drying and salting cod and haddock. It could be approached by either the harbor, or the River,via short hikes, (before the canal and bridge existed.

Not to mention the place where the British were driven off Gloucester shorelines, by groups of colonists, with muskets,and cannon, their feet wrapped in rags, because they had no shoes. Some of the same, hiked, sailed, rowed to Salem, where they joined other colonists, and then got themselves to the Liberty Tree. in Cambridge, where they joined other colonial forces, and defeated the well outfitted British invaders, in Boston, and at Concord. With virtually no supplies, they then continued their march thru other colonies, to the south and west, finally defeating the British at Brooklyn,NY, in a major maritime battle, and then in Western PA. Let's always honor them, by protecting Stage Fort Park, where for some, it all started. Imagine having a messenger come to your primitive farm, homestead, waterfront location and ask you to drop everything, leave your family behind, and go defeat the well supplied British troops, invading Gloucester. ( No telephones, electricity, or other means of communication, except bonfires at Pole's Hill, and Ten Pound, and the high grounds at west facing Rocky Neck, and above the Harbor at what is now Fishermen's Memorial Park, top Ledgemont.

They pioneered our nation, marching, rowing, sailing, 100's of miles, with practic ally NO supplies, poorly fed, clad, sometimes using only pitchforks for weapons, in all kinds of weather, chasing the Redcoats off, and all the way back to Britain, and the King. Our country, 'tis of Thee