Group of teens sought for robbing food delivery person, attacking man in the Fenway

Exactly the vicinity and timeframe I tend to be out and about during the week. Thanks for posting.

Call me crazy but how about don't rob anyone?? I don't really have a lot of confidence in the Robin Hood motives and abilities of a bunch of teenagers. Doing stupid shit like this isn't good for anyone and incidentally makes life a lot harder for black teenagers who aren't robbing people.

I went to school on the Fenway back in the mid to late 1970's, and there wasn't a single day when I didn't read or hear about some sort of grisly incident in the area.

Two or three women students, including a friend of mine, were raped, the dean of the school got mugged, and another young woman who was walking in the Fenway, during broad daylight, was robbed of her purse and beat up.

One of my teachers, who then lived on Boston's Peterborough Street across the park from the School of the Museum of Fine Arts here in Boston, which I was attending at the time, got mugged on his way home one night. The guys who did it knocked the teacher senseless, took his wallet and watch, and left him lying there. Sad.

What was interesting was that when the Dean of the School got mugged (whoever mugged him had hidden behind the bushes that were then surrounding the school.), all those bushes were cut down a day or so afterwards.

There was a short-order Chinese restaurant right around the corner from the Museum of Fine Arts School, called the Gold Corner, where students often went for dinner after school hours. It was a cool place, but that place frequently got robbed at gunpoint, so I have a feeling that's the reason that the Gold Corner went out of business. Sad, indeed.

I, too used to stay after school to work in the studio often. One evening (not that late), I had taken a break from working and was meditating (I was into TM (Transcendental Meditation back then.) in a small room up on the second floor. A guy that I'd never seen before snuck up behind me, put his hand over my mouth, and warned, rather nastily "Don't say a word! Do you understand?" I screamed "What the hell are you doing?" in response. The guy bolted immediately. I think I saved my own limb and life by screaming.

Another woman was in a sort of a darkened hallway of the school, when some guy grabbed her around the waste. In both instances, since the weather was warm, the back door of the school, in the basement, had been left open, making it possible for unauthorized people to gain entry into the school.

The Fenway back then, was quite dangerous, especially at night, which was really too bad, since it's one of the prettiest areas in all of Boston.

Anyway, I finished my four years at Museum of Fine Arts School here in Boston, which is my alma mater, to this day.

Prior to going to the Museum of Fine Arts School here in Boston, I'd also gone to Northeastern University for a year, from the fall of 1970-the spring of 1971. That whole area was dangerous back then, too. Several people that I knew from my dormitory were mugged. One person had his glasses broken, a young woman I was friendly with was mugged, had her purse stolen, with the keys to the dorm entrance and to her room was stolen (Both the lock to the front entrance to the dorm and the lock to her room had to be changed as a result), and she was in the infirmary with a concussion for a couple of weeks.

Another grisly incident happened, when another young woman who resided in our dorm who was sitting in the lobby of our dorm very late at night, let in a guy who she'd never seen before in her life. He went on a rampage on the first floor (I'd moved upstairs to the 2nd floor long before then.), by breaking a sink, and doing a whole bunch of other damage.

We were warned not to walk alone anywhere, and that two or three very short women weren't sufficient. One woman was raped and mauled in Northeastern's El Center...during the day, yet! Those were crazy times overall.