Luke, tell Uncle if he gets a translator, be sure it speaks Bocce!

In the town square of the Glenwood Park village/development this weekend, I notice all these people (I feel comfortable calling them yuppies) gathered around with tables full of white bakery-style boxes. They’ve got dogs with them, some of them are plainly spectating, but I can’t tell what’s going on.

So I ask the girl inside Perk (which I visit several times a week now, stop hassling me), “What’s going on across the street there?”

She says to me, “It’s a bocce ball tournament.” When she says “bocce ball,” it comes out with a hint of “can you believe that?”

Honestly? Barely. But it’s nice to see the square being used for something. Glenwood Park, until its restaurants and storefronts open (I’m hoping for more than dry cleaning and hair salons), still feels a little like a Ren Faire or a Disneyland without the doors open.

1 Comment so far

  1. Paulie [eatl/ga] (unregistered) on May 3rd, 2006 @ 9:28 am

    Strange. I walked through the town square of Glenwood Park a few weeks ago and thought “that would make an excellent place to play bocce”. Who knew that I’d be right!



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