Another busy week in Dorchester, Mass. has drawn to a close. Things happened, as it is their nature to do. In a neighborhood as big and busy as Dorchester, many, many things happened. Shall we recap?
Sunday, August 23rd, 2009: Jimmy McNichol got two silver plated rings out of the gumball machine at Tropical Grocery in Codman Square. Since he had paid his fifty cents for only one randomly selected ring, his mother brought him to the store's manager to turn in the second one that had fallen out of the chute. "But, Mom," he complained, "I like the second one better." "Never mind that," she admonished, "You only paid for the first."
Monday, Aug. 24: There was a murder on Glenarm Street. This led to some soul-searching by some area inhabitants musing on the Dot Conundrum: How can a place with so much tolerant, peaceful coexistence also be home to more than its fair share of naked aggression? There isn't an easy answer as the next day's events proved.
Tuesday, Aug. 25: Another murder, and this one a double. Though police advised people to avoid Norwood Street at the time, some people live there. How do you avoid your own address? Despite the unpleasantness, activities of daily living trundled along aimlessly and amicably for those not found dead in an automobile.
Wednesday, Aug. 26: The ice cream truck on Talbot Avenue played the same song for 25 minutes before the driver drove over a pothole and the tape skipped a loop. Neighbors tired of grooving to Scott Joplin's "The Entertainer" were treated to a change in program. "Maple Leaf Rag" played for the rest of the day.
Thursday, Aug. 27: A motorcade delivered a senator to Harbor Point's JFK Library Museum where he spent the night and the following day and night after that. The MBTA provided service above and beyond what it normally does to JFK/UMASS station, and that's saying something since the T is one of Boston's main arteries delivering lifeblood to the city.
Friday, Aug. 28: The senator continued in repose on the shore of Dorchester Bay. People crowded in line to pay their respects and at the same time they were spellbound by the harbor views they soaked in while standing patiently. In other news, someone choked on an olive pit at Tavolo in Peabody Square. The pit was only lightly lodged in their trachea and no Heimlich maneuvers were preformed. All it took to correct the situation was a deep, diaphragm-reflexive cough, though it wasn't pretty to watch or to hear.
Saturday, Aug. 29: Boston's and the major media's attention was drawn to the opposite end of Dudley Street where the President of the United States visited Mission Hill. He isn't reported to have visited Dorchester, though he may have snuck away from the Secret Service the night before to catch the action at Tom English's Tavern on Dot Ave. Despite a lack of dignitary sightings, things happened. Franklin Park hosted the festival at the end of the Boston's annual Caribbean Parade. In Dorchester, people soldier on despite adverse weather or general adversities.
What will next week bring? Hopefully, some fresher Scott Joplin compositions from the ice cream trucks.
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