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By Mike
Baker
ORIGINALLY FROM
DORCHESTER.
You've seen them. They're
very BRIGHT and very YELLOW. They even have their
very own royal crest - the OFD bumper stickers.
You see them when you're
at the Plaza or the Wrentham Outlets
at
Wal-Mart in Quincy or while visiting another
sister-in-law who's having another baby at South
Shore Hospital.
Attention!! If you are
from Dorchester, and you now live in Weymouth, you
cannot put an OFD sticker on your car. Technically,
you still live in Dorchester. That's why it's
called "Dorchester South." Maybe they should have a
sticker that says OFDBNILIW (Originally From
Dorchester But Now I Live In Weymouth).
Now, I have lived in
Dorchester all my life. In fact, my life experience
in Dorchester can be summed up in one word -
"saints." Born in St. Margaret's, raised in St.
Peter's, sent off to St. William's for a cup of
tea. Now I'm raising my kids in St. Ann's.
I have a question: Have
you noticed that on Sundays you attend Mass at St.
Ann's Church, but our children go to St. Ann
School? Why is that? Who dropped the 's?
The irony of OFD is that
years ago when folks moved away to the suburbs it
was because they thought they would improve their
quality of life. Now folks are leaving because they
simply can't afford to live here. Ironic, don't cha
think?
Depending on who you talk
to there are several distinct Dorchesters. There's
the Dorchester of my generation - the late '70's
and '80's. There's the Dorchester of the 'Boomer'
generation. And now there's the current Dorchester
generation, which I am so happy not to be part of.
I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be rocking the tilted
baseball hat with my pants hanging from my legs. I
often wonder what my kids will be
wearing.
Did you know that for
just 10 bucks YOU can become a member of OFD.
That's right. And let me tell you membership has it
privileges.
Membership in OFD
entitles you to:
Colorful membership
certificate (Wouldn't that be a Dot Rat tee
shirt?)
OFD member card
(wallet-size) (Basically like the Super-hopper pass
at Disneyworld.)
OFD bumper stickers (How
about a custom chair for your custom-shoveled spot
in the winter?)
Ongoing OFD - Dorchester
Newsletters (They just send you a copy of the
Reporter.)
Many nice people move in
and out of Dorchester everyday. But calling
yourself "Originally From Dorchester" isn't a
street address, it's something you earn. So if you
live here, or at some point in your life you lived
here, you cannot be considered "Originally From
Dorchester" unless you recognize and have
participated in some of these Dorchester hallmarks:
Ate at Linda
Maes.
Still call them
what they are: Apartments, not
condominiums.
Your parents bought
your Easter outfit at Bradlees.
Your grandparents
bought your parents their Easter outfit at
Orbits.
The Neponset Ave.
trolley.
The Fields Corner
Farmers Market.
You saw your first
movie at the Neponset drive in.
You cashed your
check at the Capitol Supermarket, and paid your
Edison bill at the same time.
You'll forever
consider yourself just a kid from Walsh Park, the
Hemmy, Garvey, the Courts, the Murphy, the Tot Lot,
the Ryan, Dot Park, Ronan Park, the Toohig, or
Adams Corner.
Wore your
"Barracuda" jacket inside out.
Couldn't wait to
wear you new "Sweats bi Ebe" on gym day.
When the only
reasons to go to Southie were:
1. Castle
Island
2. St. Patty"s day
parade
3. Jones's for your
Girbaud's & Champion sweaters.
You bought your
Gazelles from "Deb & Georges"
Wished you still
had your Dot Rat tee shirt.
Midnight Mass at
St. Peter's.
Someone always had
a friend whose brother owned a "tap."
At some point wore
the four-striped ADIDAS from "FAYVA"
You wore your
"IZOD" shirt with the collar turned in & your
pants "Quincy cuffed."
Shopped at
Edwards.
Had a coffee &
doughnut at "Dippen Donuts" on Bowdon
Street.
Grammar school
class outings to Castle Island or Dorchester
Heights.
The older kids had
you convinced that "van full of clowns" story was
true. They were just here!"
Hoped to one day
play in the Dot House Saturday men's basketball
league.
Thought wine
coolers were sweet.
You bought your
clothes from the Birdman's van.
You went to school
with Ronny, Bobby, Ricky, Mike, and
Ralph.
Had someone ask
you "Oh, do you know Marky Mark?"
Took the Red Line
to "Bosco."
If you "scooped"
someone over the weekend.
Roller-skated on
Friday nights at the Dot house.
You bought your
Roger Clemens rookie card from Mr. K on Belfort
Street.
If you made up a
theme song for the "park" you hung out
at.
Thought getting in
trouble with Capt. Dunford was scarier than getting
in trouble with your parents.
If you had to
catch the 7:15 a.m. charter bus to CM from Ashmont
Station.
You remember a
time when you could leave your bike on your
porch.
You remember the
time when that bike was stolen from your
porch.
Danny Ryan told
you who you were voting for.
Still have your
SFD (Still From Dorchester) bumper sticker from
Eddie White.
You only needed
one glove when hanging at the park on a Friday
night.
After the game,
nothing hit the spot like a "Scary Mary" burger
from the Bungalow at McConnell Park.
You wore your
"Lucky Strikes Bowling League Champions" jacket
proudly.
When the Adams
Corner political rally meant something.
You remember when
C.F. Donovan's was Bulldogs.
You stood in the
rain for hours just to watch Pope John Paul II ride
down Dot Ave.
You held campaign
signs for Jim Brett.
You held campaign
signs to get in the union.
You held campaign
signs to get out of a court date.
You worked Red
Shirts in the summer.
You have amazing
GPS skills when navigating Dot Park at
night.
A Thursday night
double header meant softball games at the Hemmy
& McConnell.
You still think
Chickatawbut is a two-way street.
Remember when
there were two gas tanks
If you still can't
bring yourself to call him Dan. He'll always be Mr.
Burke to you.
If you attended a
MRM prom.
If you sat down to
read both the Reporter and the Argus.
If you remember
when there was only one Dorchester
Reporter.
The excitement
when Reagan came to the Eire.
Nike Cortez,
nice.
Rat tails,
ouch.
When going on a
Friday night meant heading to Sonny's, Eire, and
Laydens. Always in that order.
St. Peter's had
the best band.
When there weren't
so many peace walks.
When there was a
Bingo game almost every night of the
week.
You remember when
it was a hardware store, not Blasi's
Café.
When Mario worked
at Mario's.
You remember the
Dot House was a lot smaller.
Saturday nights
you always had the "Isle Denial"
The smell of the
Baker Chocolate Factory in Lower Mills.
The Mather
School.
Remember when you
were allowed to walk greater distances for your
Halloween candy.
The redemption
center on Freeport Street.
Being a BNBL
champion meant you were pretty good.
When there weren't
so many tournaments to remember our
friends.
When you laid out
linoleum to settle disputes.
You break danced
against the Electric Generation.
You were always a
little more "Four Fun" than "New Kids."
Stickball teams
were split up by "three deckers" vs. "double
deckers"
You're still mad
that there are two Braintree trains to every
Ashmont train.
Marched with your
little league team in the Dot Day
parade.
When Dot Day was
the Super Bowl of social events.
Now, put that on a Bumper
sticker.
Mike Baker attended St.
Peter's School '87 & Catholic Memorial class of
'91. He is a stand-up comedian and lives in St.
Ann's parish with his wife Kristine and their three
children, Mairead 4, Colin 3, and Eamon, 2. Mike
can be seen this weekend 6/2 & 6/3 @ Steve
Sweeney's Comedy Café @ Jae's on Boylston
Street. Showtime's are 9:30p.m. And next weekend
6/9 & 6/10 at Nick's Comedy Stop in the Theater
District Showtime's are 8:30p.m.
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