After catching up on the basic things (family, life style, etc) he asked me where I was living.
"I'm still living in Upham's Corner!"
"Why are you still there? Don't you have a good job?"
"I have a great job!"
"Well why do you still live in the ghetto?"
"Cuz I'm from there. I've always lived there and I don't see why I have to leave."
"Um....HELLOOOOO....maybe because its full of crack-heads and people get killed there everyday!"
"Man, you're crazy!"
"I'm serious! You need to move out of there...."
Now, I do understand his concearn because, I'm not gonna sit here and say that Dorchester is the greatest neighborhood in Boston, but at the same time I feel like I shouldn't have to move because of a couple of assholes that live in the community. For the most part, the people that live in my community are hard working and there are many profesionals who decided to buy homes in Dorchester because of the convenience that living in the inner city gives. I have all the train and bus lines right there in my neighborhood and anything I need is always less than a five minute drive away. Plus, most of my friends live there and it is where I am me. I know I could probably afford to live in a suburb somewhere but.....why? I like it here!
It made me a little sad because, I think, people are afraid of places that they don't even know. I have been to the worst places in United States, Puerto Rico, and Dominican Republic and there is one universal attribute that all poor communities share with each other and that is the closeness of your neighbors. In the rich neighborhoods, people don't give a shit about each other. People live their whole lives not knowing what it is like to share a beer while sitting on the bench of a park with 20 friends and making jokes into a hot summers night. People in the suburbs don't know what it is to be walking home from a party at 2 in the morning and seeing your neighbor passed out in someone's lawn and having to help that friend all the way to his house because he can't do it by himself and the making fun of him for the next month because of it. Sure, people get shot and people get robbed and all of that...but when poor people love they do it with the whole heart. Where there is poverty there will always be a bond that no dollar can ever replace. That is why a lot of people that come from countries such as Puerto Rico or Dominican Republic talk about their home lands with a twinkle in their eye. Because when you get rid of the plasma TV's, the cell phones, the computers, and the fireplace, all you have left is that memory of the love that your friends and family gave when you were poor. And that is why I hold on to my neighborhood.....that s why I still live in the ghetto!