"I was thrust out of my mother's womb with a pencil in my left hand," Vincent Ferrini wrote.
Vincent Ferrini, at 94; was Gloucester's 'poet laureate'
"I was thrust out of my mother's womb with a pencil in my left hand," Vincent Ferrini wrote.
Walking along the streets and beaches of his beloved Gloucester, a fedora over his long, curly, white hair, Vincent Ferrini looked very much the poet that he was. (Full article: 929 words)
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