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This weekend! Downtown Worcester comes alive with two terrific events! Worcester Road Race! and the Longsjo Bike Race!

Hundreds and hundreds of people in downtown Worcester! Maybe thousands! Kids, moms, dads, couples, old folks, jocks, young people!  Out to celebrate summer, exercise, healthy fun, food … community in the heart of our city. Our biggest neighborhood of them all gets to shine this weekend! How cool is that gonna be?!   – R.T.

Saturday, June 27

LONGSJO! A classic bike race! This year it’s not all Northern Worcester County!  This year, for one day, it’s in DOWNTOWN Worcester!

AND FREE BIKE RACE FOR KIDS – WITH MEDALS! Have the kids participate in a real bike race … timed, starting line, finish line, banners, medals, winners, hoopla!

CLICK HERE to register for the adult  race and to learn more!



Sunday, June 28


The front of Worcester City Hall, Main Street 

Hundreds of runners running past our Worcester City Hall – celebrating our downtown – saying, YES! MAIN STREET MATTERS! Communities still come together on the MAIN drag, where the MAIN city biz happens, where the MAIN library is open, where MAIN civic events, protests and marches, and celebrations still bring people together!

The MAIN drag

The MAIN thoroughfare

The MAIN event

MAINLY about you and me!


And everyone loves coming HOME.


To learn more CLICK HERE


SUNDAY, JUNE 28, 2015
5K START IS AT 7:15 A.M.


T-shirts to all entrants. Technical shirts for the first 1,000 to register.
Medallions for all finishers in the half marathon and the 5k.


Unique Finds Antiques and Vintage gifts store! Open today til 8 p.m! Open every day til 8 p.m!

Love this sprawling, treasure-laden ride through cool, sometimes beautiful, old stuff! The shoppe is located at 1329 Main St., Worcester. (Webster Square area by Henshaw Street.)

Saw Raggedy Ann and Andy at Unique Finds! They’re as big as children! Nice price, too! Give the kids in your life a slice of Americana!     – R.T


Worcester Caribbean Parade may lead you to book a trip to the Caribbean with Zuly!!!


Go, Zuly, go!!! … Book your next (or first!) trip to the Caribbean with Zuly! Visit her at her Caribbean Travel Agency at Rice Square today!

By Ron O’Clair

Recently I spoke with Zuly about her being a woman in business in Worcester and the challenges that are involved in being an entrepreneur trying to make a living in a tough economy.

Zuly has been in business for 14 years. Her small biz, the Caribbean Travel Agency, is located at Rice Square, where the old Sam’s used to be. Zuly has diversified her business to include offering cellular telephones and other retail items like new handbags, shoes, perfume and jewelry to supplement the travel business which can take a hit due to the economy. When people don’t have the money, they tend not to travel.

Zuly has carved out a base of repeat customers who utilize her services for all of their travel needs. I spoke with her about some of these trips and asked her if there were any problems that came up that she had to do some customer service with, and she told me about the woman who went to Kenya and forgot to take her green card. So when she tried to come home, they would not let her board the plane.

Zuly was able to secure the green card here in Worcester and get it to the woman in Kenya so that she could come home.

It’s evident Zuly goes out of her way to help her clients with any type of problems that they may face to make their travel experience one to remember.

Zuly has a very nice manner and is very knowledgeable in her profession.

The cellular telephone plans she has looked very good, also!

You should stop in and ask about your next travel adventure and see what Zuly can do to make it an experience you will remember!

GO, ZULY, GO!!!!


And remember! Coming up!

The colorful, sexy, musical, jubilant, fresh, fun, AMAZING Worcester CARIBBEAN PARADE!

Sunday, August 30!

Parade starts at 1:30 p.m. at 305 Chandler St! Don’t miss it!


In back of Worcester City Hall! This Thursday! CONCERT AND FARMERS MARKET!


It’s BACK!




First concert and farmers mARKET THIS THURSDAY!

Local farmers selling their veggies, bread, eggs and other goodies!

Local crafters selling their art!

Be there! And enjoy … Great live music to shop to or just enjoy while eating lunch at one of the picnic tables topped off with huge, colorful umbrellas!

The City of Worcester does summer right and gets pretty, healthy and musical!

June 18 – August 20 

… every Thursday!

11 am – 2 pm 

… on the Worcester Common!

Each week will provide a new band and different farmers, crafters and vendors!

The schedule:

June 25 –  The Curtis Mayflower

July 2 – The EJMAC Project

July 9 – The Sonic Explorers

July 16 – Boombox

July 23 – Dale LePage & The Manhattans

July 30 – Farmers Union Players

August 6 – Grupo Fantasia

August 13 – Matthew Sanchez y su Orquesta

August 20 – The Drunken Uncles

This Saturday Worcester Food Truck Festival! This Sunday! Downtown Worcester! Another fab road race! Our Main Street finally comes alive!!!

WOW! This weekend!

Another great weekend for Worcester coming up! So affordable! So kid friendly! So community building!


Elm Park

Worcester Food Truck festival!

$5 gets you in! Kids 12 and under – free admission!

Last year ELM PARK WAS SWAMPED with kids and their parents and couples!!! A true family celebration! Enjoy the park’s huge cool sculptures, too! Yes, a few have been damaged, BUT THE WORCESTER SPIRIT transcends the setbacks! There are 24 WONDERFUL SCULPTURES still whole and perfect! The others to be resurrected! 

Show your support for public art!

Head off on Saturday to the WORCESTER FOOD TRUCK FESTIVAL!

THIS Sunday, June 21

Run Worcester!

The Worcester Common!

Run downtown Woo! Savor the center of our city!!!!

Be a part of this city-wide, very cool event that we love CUZ IT GETS A TON OF PEOPLE IN DOWNTOWN WORCESTER , it is accessible to ALL runners/walkers – is a Worcester road race that celebrates our city core!

Head to the WORCESTER FOOD TRUCK on Saturday at Elm Park! Run/jog/walk off all those food truck sandwiches and goodies at the RUN WORCESTER! road race!

Enjoy the after race party, drinks, food!

Blue, very COOL LOOKING race MEDALS OF DOWNTOWN Worcester to be given out!

RACE information from the website below!

If you click on blue colored words and yellow blocks, you can get to the website and register for the downtown Worcester race and learn more!


Worcester Running Festival Overview
Sunday, June 21, 2015




Save $35 on TWO half marathon special offer.
You can add the Narragansett Bay half marathon in East Providence on july 19, 2015 for an additional $25!
both races will have chip timing and finisher’s medallions. Select the race option for both half marathons when registering at either website for this double option offer. for details on the narragansett bay half marathon. A hotel special is also available!



Register Now


Date: Sunday June 21, 2015
Start Time: 7:00 AM
Location: Common in Downtown Worcester, MA.
Sponsored by: National Grid


Date: Sunday June 21, 2015
Start Time: 7:15 AM
Location: Common in Downtown Worcester, MA.
Sponsored by: Harvard Pilgrim Health Care 


Date: Sunday June 21, 2015
Time: 9:30 AM
Location: Common in Downtown Worcester, MA.
Sponsored by: Bay State Savings Bank 

Onsite Registration, Race Number & T-Shirt Pickup

Date: Saturday, June 20, 2015 (day before race)
Time: 10:00 AM to 4:00 PM
Location:National Grid Sustainability Hub 912 Main Street Worcester MA, 01610
Entry fees for onsite registration on 6/14/2015: $70 for the Half Marathon, $33 for the 5K Run/Walk and $20 for the Youth 1K.

Date: Sunday, June 21, 2015 (day of race)
Time: 6:00 AM to 15 minutes before race start
Location: The Common in Downtown Worcester, MA. Next to City Hall.
Race Day fees are $75 for the Half Marathon, $35 for the 5K Run/Walk and $20 for the Youth 1K.

Sorry no refunds.
Please no running with baby strollers and no dogs are any other pets alllowed. Walking with baby strollers is allowed only in the 5k event.


Prize Structure: Half Marathon & 5K
Individual Awards:
Top 3 Open Men/Women (age 39 and under)
Winner Men/Women (age 40-49)
Winner Men/Women (age 50-59)
Winner Men/Women (age 60-69)
Winner Men/Women (age 70+)
Teams Awards will be awarded to the top teams.

Youth race.
Top 3 boys and girls. (Must be 14 or under to run the youth run.




Safety & Other Information

Aid stations, bathrooms, water, power drinks, and gels will be available along the race course. Participants with baby joggers may walk only in the 5k. No running with baby joggers allowed. Participants with baby joggers must also line up at the back for the start for safety reasons. 3.5 hour limit on the half marathon. No dogs or pets alowed in any of the races. Sorry no refunds.

Register Now


Al-fresco breakfast any time of the day/nite at the Bouly on Shrewsbury Street!

Jimmy and Lisa just this week set out these pretty, umbrella-topped tables outside their Boulevard Diner on Shrewsbury Street! Italian comfort food al-fresco, meaning, in my late dad’s mother tongue: IN THE FRESH!!! Air, of course! Pancakes and scrambled eggs … al fresco! Blueberry muffins and orange juice – al fresco! Brilliant! … Why not enjoy a homemade, amazing Italian breakfast in the summer breeze? Why not dive into your veggie omelette outside the diner that never sleeps? (open 24 hours a day, 7 days a week!) And savor the Bouly’s Italian-American comfort food, like homemade Lasagna and homemade Eggplant Parmesan  … under the stars!


Visit the “Bouly” NOW and meet some of the freshest, nicest, down to earth people in Worcester!  Love THIS Italian famiglia!        – R. Tirella



REC Farmers Market OPENS tomorrow, Sat., June 13


Tomorrow! Saturday, June 13

REC Main South Farmer’s Market

Central Branch YMCA in Main South – Fuller Family Park

9:30 am – 1 pm

Arts and crafts

Live music

Free kids activities

Free yoga …

Fresh AFFORDABLE veggies

Fresh AFFORDABLE fruit

Fresh eggs

and more yumminess! ALL AFFORDABLE and locally sourced!

FOOD JUSTICE now! SNAP, WIC, Senior Citizen farmers market coupons accepted!


The schedules for REC’s other WORCESTER farmers markets …

At REC we offer farmers’ markets 6 days each week at locations throughout Worcester from mid-June through the end of October.

Come join our farmers on:

Saturdays at our Main South Market

Mondays & Fridays at our Beaver Brook Market

and Tuesdays, Wednesdays & Thursdays join our Mobile Farmers Market at 15 different locations throughout Worcester!

What makes REC Community Farmers Markets different?

When you shop REC Community Farmers Markets, you are not only enjoying the freshest local food, you are supporting local farmers, supporting jobs for local youth, and helping your neighbors gain access to healthy, fresh & affordable food! Shop REC & Support Our Community!

All markets offer fresh, affordable, locally grown veggies, fruit, meats & eggs. Some markets offer baked goods, prepared foods & artisanal crafts.


EVERY SATURDAY – REC Main South Farmers Market

June 13th – October 31st 2015

YMCA Fuller Family Park, 104 Murray Ave, Worcester
(behind Central Community Branch YMCA)
Free kids’ activities, live music and art, crafts and prepared foods for sale, in addition to veggies, fruit, meats & eggs.
Plenty of free off-street parking
Cash, credit, debit, WIC & Senior coupons, and EBT/SNAP all accepted.
EBT/SNAP purchases HALF OFF up to $40! (while supplies last)

EVERY MONDAY & FRIDAY – REC Beaver Brook Farmers Market

JUNE 15th – OCTOBER 30th 2015

9:30 AM-2 PM

Beaver Brook Park, 306 Chandler St, Worcester
(across from Foley Stadium)
Plenty of free off-street parking.
Cash, credit, debit, WIC & Senior coupons, and EBT/SNAP all accepted.


REC Mobile Farmers Market (check out our BIG BLUE VEGGIE MOBILE – with solar powered fridge & freezer!)

June 16th – October 29th
Cash, credit, debit, WIC & Senior coupons, and EBT/SNAP all accepted.
EBT/SNAP purchases HALF OFF up to $40! (while supplies last)

I was going to rerun this column …

… about my late father for Father’s Day in this issue of InCity Times, which hits stands tomorrow. But I didn’t print it because I don’t love it as much as I used to…Anyways, here ’tis.

– R.T.

On seeing my father

By Rosalie Tirella

Ever since my father died (about two months ago), I’ve been seeing him every where. When he was alive, he made about 1,000 entrances in my family’s life. Married with kids but not wanting to be married with kids, my father lived with my mother, two sisters and me some months and was Missing in Action (MIA) during others. He was as tentative as the junk yard dogs he loved so much (and owned).

Some of his entrances were comical – like the time he waltzed into our Lafayette Street apartment with some Frank Sinatra LPs and sang “I Did it My Way” to me. My mother had sent him out for a loaf of bread!

But most of his entrances were cruel, small, mean. He made my sisters, my mother and me cry and succeeded at that so well that we eventually learned to … simply dismiss him — cut him out of our world the way you cut the bruise out of an apple. We went on with our lives, worked around our peripatetic “Daddy.” My mother held down a 60-hr-week job to pay the bills, we kids went to school, held after-school jobs, applied to colleges. My father popped in – for weeks or months.

Very confusing.

Then, after all these years, my father died in the nursing home two months ago. And Bingo! He’s now larger than life for me – omnipresent, so to speak.

As I drive around Worcester selling ads for my newspaper, InCity Times, with the radio blaring and paperwork to the side of me, I see him. I’m eight years old; my sisters are six. It’s Easter afternoon and my father strides into our Green Island flat, chomping on a big cigar. My mom has my two sisters and me sitting in our three little kiddie rocking chairs waiting for her to get dressed. We’re going to Easter Mass! We wear new pastel dresses with butterflies embroidered on them. My mother “set” our hair the night before, and now our straight brown hair bounces happily around our faces in “baloney curls.” In my father strides, enraged. We had not seen him for almost … forever. We did not know from which land he strode – not the sweet and holy world that my mother and grandmother had created in our apartment, a world filled with prayers to the saints, rosary beads, homework papers, rules and pet hamsters! Was my father going to hurt anybody this time, I asked myself?

No! He was going to have his picture taken with the Easter Bunny! God love my wonderful, hopeful, dreamy mother, she had my father sit in the grown up rocking chair in the kitchen. She would put the big, vinyl Easter Bunny she had bought at the five and ten and blown up (to our merriment) near the rocking chair where he sat. Then she told us little kids to “sit on Daddy’s lap.” We would all say “cheese” on the count of three! It would be a great Easter picture!

I was only eight but thought my mother mad. No, I would not get on Daddy’s lap! No, I would not be in the Easter Bunny picture. My sisters – twins and safe in their look-a-likeness – happily clambered atop my father. Then my mother lifted her little Brownie camera, peered through the little viewer and said, “One two! Say Cheese!” and snapped the picture.

Today I look at the square little photo from the ’60s and see two little gangly girls in pretty dresses in baloney curls looking exactly alike and smiling widely. Each one straddles one of my father’s legs. The bottoms of their dresses fan out over my father’s lap. And there’s my 30-something father; he’s wearing a striped muscle shirt. His hands are on my sisters’ knobby knees and he stares into the camera, looking … trapped. His rugged handsomeness blows me away! When I was a little girl he seemed the ugliest person in the world!

When I’m on the road, I look out of my car window and think I catch my father’s eyes. But it’s just some old man.
“He’s dead!” I tell myself angrily and shake my head as if to shake out the images of him. Then four or so hours later I see my father walking down Shrewsbury Street (his favorite street) and I have to remind myself all over again.

When my father was diagnosed with cancer, he was not living with my mother and us. Mom had stopped giving him second and third chances a decade ago. My sisters and I had moved out of the apartment in pursuit of higher education/careers. So it was a shock to see him walking past the fish and chips joint on Grafton Street, red-faced, his nylon jacket unzipped, billowing out behind him. He wore no shirt that raw, autumn day and he looked dazed. Then there was his neck: as big as a basketball. The lymphoma had set in.

And yet my father went walking around Worcester – his hometown that he seldom traveled outside of –as if nothing unusual had happened. It was one of my aunt’s – his sister – who had found him in his mother’s old house, lying in the darkness, and said: “Bill, you’ve got to go the hospital.” And then he did – quietly and with some grace – because he knew he was dying.

Sometimes I look out my car window and see my father after the cancer ravaged him. I see a helpless old man – my father after the chemo-therapy, the radiation, the blood transfusions. The chemo treatment took all his curly thick hair away and left him with silver, wispy locks my aunt would cut in a bowl shape. Gone was all his wild, curly red hair that rode high above his already high forehead in some grand pompadour, the wild “do” that lead my feisty old Grandma (she was my mother’s mom and lived with us and loathed my father) to nickname him: “The Red Devil.”

Run, devil, run! There you are standing outside the Commerce Building on Main Street, waiting for the bus. There you are walking out of the Millbury Street fruit store, eating a juicy plum and throwing the pit into the gutter. There you are eating the same juicy plum over our Lafayette Street kitchen sink, my sweet mother looking absolutely smitten by you. You have no time for dishes, meals served on plates. Family sit-down meals are not part of your universe. “Gotta get outta here!” you used to say. “Here” being: our Green Island flat, poverty, a wife, three kids, responsibility.

You want to leave – I can tell. But I just can’t let you go, Daddy.