Author Archives: 20beverej

My Homes Throughout my whole live all I ever knew of as home was 101 Beacon street in Reading, MA. When moving to Hebron I still considered myself to only have one home at the time but that all changed … Continue reading →

Have Confidence The first thing you need to learn in life is having confidence in who you are. In Maggie: A Girl of the Streets by Stephen Crane we see two similar characters, Maggie and Nelle who have the same … Continue reading →

Skirrt Buzzing up 95 with two hours till game time and my speakers bumping “Yeah, sing with me, sing for the year, Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear, Sing with me, just for today, Maybe tomorrow, the good … Continue reading →

The Rocks The year was 2012, and a young Joe Bevere III was in sixth grade. It was a fall Friday afternoon when a couple of friends and I walked downtown like we usually did. We would always meet up … Continue reading →

Her Mother’s Only Treasure Would you rather be banished alone, or with your child? In the novel The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne we see a mother Hester Prynne be banished alone with her newborn daughter Pearl while the father … Continue reading →

My Scarlet Letter A sin that continues to haunt me every now and then is lying. The letter I would receive from this sin is an L. Lying is something I try to do very little of because it ends … Continue reading →

The Journey of The Road Would you go down fighting or just give up? In the novel, The Road, by Cormac McCarthy, a father and son try their best to survive in a post- apocalyptic world. The goal on their … Continue reading →

What’s in a Name? What’s in a name? Well, I share a name with two men who inspire me to be better every day. I am Joseph Edward Bevere III and that is also my father’s and grandfather’s name. Thus, … Continue reading →

The Weight You don’t realize the true cost of war until you read the novel The Things They Carried by Tim O’brien. In the novel we learn about the true struggles soldiers carry during and after their time at war. … Continue reading →

What Makes Me Feel Alive Seeing that puck cross the goal line with the crowd starting to erupt, then going and cellying with the boys, that’s what makes me feel alive. I remember scoring my very first goal and the … Continue reading →