Maybe they've eaten all the turkeys
By adamg - Thu, 05/22/2008 - 8:25pm.
A gang of tough flamingos guards a house on Pine Street in Dedham against marauding turkeys.
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Not the Dedham Turkey Defense System
but rather the Dedham Tacky Education Support System. For $25 you can PINK a friend, neighbor, or enemy. All it takes is an address and these fine feathered friends will flock to your front yard under the cover of darkness. You wake up one morning and there they are. It's really a great idea for a fundraiser.
what the flock
are those pink flamingos doing on my front lawn??
brilliant.
My grandmother got 'flocked' by some cancer fundraising society a couple years ago. Great timing, too. My grandfather had just died of cancer. Really, there's no better time to sneak onto somebody's property in the dark of night to publicly embarrass them into coughing up money.
It's extortion, and trespassing to boot. I imagine the neighborhood's a little less sketchy in Dedham than out here in DorMat, but if I ever catch some ninja screwing around in my yard at 3am with a sack of unidentified flamingo-shaped objects, they'd better hope I don't have my pitchfork in hand.
I hate to sound insincere,
I hate to sound insincere, because I assume your frustration is due to your grandmother being upset over the flamingos as well, but it would seem to me that your anger is a bit misplaced. My grandfather died of alzheimers and the first thing we all did, including my grandmother, was celebrate his life and offered praise for those looking for a cure (and for those that helped him in his hour of need.) If my grandmother had been awakened by a flock of pink flamingos outside that were placed by unsuspecting fundraisers for the cause to cure the disease that killed my grandfather I think she would break out in tears and laughter, I know for sure we all would have gotten a call. Maybe thats just my family, my grandmother was an easy going charitable woman and my grandfather was a prankster and tall story teller, they would have loved it.
Huh?
I don't understand the problem - no one was trying to get money from your grandmother. They'd GIVEN money to a cancer-fighting fund - sounds like a very thoughtful thing to do, and something that families often request as memorial gifts.
Not how it works in Dedham
Someone has to pay for the flamingos to be placed on your lawn. You don't pay to get them off. Although that, it seems, may be an even better idea. Provided, of course, no one's grandfather had recently passed away.
nope.
She had to pay to get them off. See also these guys.
Hey, if other folks don't mind total strangers messing around in their yard in the dead of night on missions of extortionary charity, that's their business, I guess. Perhaps there should be a Do Not Flock list.
Sorry, had to say it...
How about we call it a "Flock Off" list?
Non-profit work in Stow
Probably the only story I enjoyed writing while covering Stow (at the time, anyway, a miserable little town run by miserable little people, except for the town clerk, who was a complete sweetheart, and Farmer Martin, who owned one of the apple orchards) was about this group of 30somethings who got ahold of a residents' list, marked down every single person in town who was turning 40 that year and then, on their birthdays, put a large cardboard "40" on their front lawn for the day.
But they weren't holding anybody for ransom or demanding money or anything.
Flamingo Love
It kind of looks like a street-corner full of Irish guys looking for a golf ball.