I bought my home in Roxbury in 2005. There was no grass in the yard. Even the small clusters of weeds were having a hell of a time hanging on.The problem was the soil. It wasn’t poisonous, just lifeless. It had been choked and stepped on for so long, nothing much could grow.
Every week, I gave love, and energy. It was effortless.
Now the soil is rich, the kind of blackened loam that gardeners would kill for.
This coming week, I make a promise to shop here in Dudley, at least twice, in a store I haven’t yet gone.
Naturally, I’ll get my groceries at Tropical Foods, and I’ll probably pick up a pizza at the ever-friendly Dudley Square Grille (formerly Stash's Grill), but I visit those stores all the time.
No, I mean getting to know stores that I normally don’t go. I’m going to keep doing that, week in and week out.
Who's with me?!
Simply put, Roxbury is our home. Let’s help the businesses here thrive, for their sake and ours.
It can be something as simple as making sure you buy your aspirin at the Walgreens across from the Ferdinand, instead of the CVS where you work. Or inviting a friend to have brunch at the Haley House Bakery, now that they're open on Sundays.

In my case, I’m going to buy fish for dinner from Simon's Seafood and Deli in their new location on Dudley Street, and I’ll stop in the Dudley Department Store for the some little somethings, I know I’ll need in a week.
This is how we help our neighborhood thrive. We give a little bit, we get a lot.
I’d go into Aga’s for a lap dance, but I’m too old for that. And that place still gives me the heebee jeebees.









