There was nothing at the start of that January morning to hint at the extraordinary triumph that would come later in the day.
Bob Collins put his pants on one leg at a time, had some breakfast, and stopped by one of the state’s fine courthouses to defend a client from an undoubtedly trumped-up charge. He drove to his law office in Randolph to move a few papers around his desk. Then he did what he loves most, which was to point his Grand Marquis toward his native Dorchester to while away a pleasant afternoon in the incomparable Adams Corner.
Those who don’t know Adams Corner don’t know what they’re missing. “God’s little acre,’’ is how mailman Herbie Berman describes it, and anyone who’s ever had a frosted shortbread cookie at Greenhills Irish Bakery or lunch at Gerard’s or a draught at the Eire Pub knows he speaks the truth.
Collins, at 75, is the unofficial mayor of the neighborhood, holding court at any number of shops or chatting on the sidewalks or playing a game of keno with friends. All of this was on his agenda for that January afternoon until a local walked into Greenhills and asked: “You know they’re towing your car?’’
Collins thundered for the door like Rob Gronkowski runs for the end zone. He was parked in the massive lot behind the bakery, the one that could hold a resort casino or a theme park. That’s another great thing about Adams Corner: There’s plenty of parking. The lot is managed by Rite Aid, but Rite Aid doesn’t get enough customers in a year to fill the spaces, so the neighborhood uses it as its own.
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