Milton resident Brian O’Halloran uttered those words just four days before Christmas, apparently unironically. No room at the inn here in our town, I guess.

“It’s impossible for us to understand how adding half of those 2,461 units, how that’s going to be accomplished,” stated O’Halloran in a Dec 21 interview with WBZ-TV News. O’Halloran was speaking in a town that has grown by 4 percent since 1970, surrounded by a region that has grown by over 20 percent during the same time period. Either the 68 year old software engineer is being disingenuous or he is suffering from a complete lack of imagination of how growth can and does happen in the eleventh largest metropolitan region in the US.

The NIMBYs have roared back. Confronted with losing the vote (by a two-thirds majority) to adopt compliant MBTA Communities Act zoning at town meeting on December 11th, they invoked a little-used section of the town charter and collected signatures of five percent of Milton voters in seven days to force a town-wide referendum in late January or early February. It was an impressive show of organization and passion to obtain the requisite number of signatures in the busy holiday season.

We have, of course, responded as well. Our Yes for Milton ballot question campaign committee filed with the town clerk on December 20th, one day before the WBZ interview. We are developing our plan to make our case to Milton voters over the next month. A 30 page zoning amendment that has been debated for over 18 months will now be decided by campaign slogans on each side. Yes for Milton or Just Say No. Stay tuned.

When you give a mouse a cookie, he’ll ask for a glass of milk.

When you outnumber NIMBYs at a town meeting, they ask to delay, dissemble and distract.

“We are not a rapid-transit community,” they cried. “We need more time,” said the Planning Board member who has done nothing in 18 months to move toward compliance.

“How would you like living across the street from a five story apartment building,” said the man who looks across at a huge unsightly salt pile currently. “I was elected to represent Milton residents,” said the public official who assumed that everyone in town would agree he should act to make it harder for people to become his neighbor.

And my favorite one of all. “There’s not enough affordable housing in this zoning article,” exclaimed several town residents who have been on the wrong side of affordable housing efforts in Milton for twenty years.

Last night, Milton joined Brookline, Newton, Arlington, Lexington and others in passing a compliant zoning article in advance of the MBTA Communities Act deadline. It was the first town-wide rezoning effort in Milton since 1938 when towns around the country started to enact zoning ordinances to keep the “other” out.

As Richard Rothstein in The Color of Law chronicled, segregation in America is the byproduct of explicit government policies at the local, state, and federal levels, often with zoning bylaws leading the way.

Zoning is a choice. We have allowed homeowners, often disproportionately white and older as documented in groundbreaking research by Boston University professors Katherine Levine Einstein and Maxwell Palmer, to determine who they have as neighbors. It is seen as normal that homeowners can keep tenants and lower income prospective homebuyers out. Why have we allowed that for so long?

We have lived in Milton for 29 years. A really good 29 years. Our careers flourished here. Our kids grew up here. And we met our neighbors. And began organizing. And met more neighbors who wondered why we couldn’t have amenities like increased housing choices, more small businesses, more neighbors and more walk-to neighborhoods. This campaign for multi-family zoning wasn’t possible when we first moved to town. But it is now because NIMBYs have exposed themselves in front of town meeting, planning board forums, and Facebook group chats.

They have no answers. Just no. During the campaign, a flyer from the NIMBY group, Milton Neighbors for Responsible Zoning, was mailed to town meeting members. At the bottom it said,

We’re not saying NO,
We’re not saying NEVER,
We’re just saying NOT NOW!

Putting aside the bold type and all caps style, they are saying no with their action, or rather, inaction. The four person majority on the planning board spent 18 months “studying” the issue and got no closer to drafting a compliant zoning article than they were at the start. They had no intention of complying. They did what Milton had become famous for in statewide housing circles. They appealed for special treatment. They delayed in the hope that the political reality would change. That worked for a long time.

This time there was no developer who threw up their hands at the delay tactics and moved on to another site in another town. There was no generous donor who could scoop up property and “protect” Milton. Political winds had shifted and Milton was expected to act as a responsible member of the greater Boston community.

NIMBYs will always try again. A local NIMBY activist was quoted in the Boston Globe promising a town-wide repeal effort. We will meet them at every turn and appeal to our neighbors to move Milton forward.

Most Milton residents, indeed most residents anywhere, do not want to break the law. A campaign that asks them to do so has an uphill battle. There is not a modern-day Rosa Parks leading this civil disobedience effort. No moral high ground. Just a bunch of aging white homeowners willing to lie about the law and its impacts.

And an organized group of neighbors willing to stand up and be counted. Affordable Inclusive Milton stood tall with neighbors from every precinct: Republican lawyers, young renters looking to buy in Milton, parents who worry that their kids will never be able to afford to move back, social justice advocates, environmentalists, older residents that remember when Milton’s housing stock wasn’t so expensive. It was a large and diverse coalition that countered the NIMBYs. Milton for everyone. It’s such a better slogan than “not now!”

Amazon announced in an email to customers yesterday that they will be ending the program that allows shoppers to direct 1/2 of 1% of purchases to the nonprofit of their choice.

At first glance, Amazon Smile has impressive stats. It has resulted in nearly $450 million in donations since it began in 2013. Media accounts yesterday featured quotes from small nonprofit leaders, often volunteer-led, that will be hurt by this decision.

But according to reports, the average donation per nonprofit in the United States was just $230 in 2022. One million organizations around the globe were eligible to receive donations from Amazon Smile.

Good riddance, Amazon Smile. It was, at its core, a gimmick by Amazon designed to lure more shoppers and make them feel better about eschewing local small businesses. The percentage donated and opaque manner of determining whether or not consumers were using the separate Smile website was always designed for minimal impact.

Amazon has announced that it will instead refocus on bigger investments in areas such as affordable housing, computer science education and disaster relief. But no details were offered about this commitment.

Amazon has a chance to make this a win for both its customers and itself. Amazon has some experience in the affordable housing sector. Two years ago, Amazon announced a $2 billion Housing Equity Fund that will create or preserve 20,000 affordable homes in three headquarters regions—Arlington, VA; Puget Sound, WA; and Nashville, TN. Most of that commitment will come in the form of below-market loans. In addition, Amazon’s Housing Equity Fund is providing $125 million in cash grants to businesses, nonprofits, and minority-led organizations to help them build a more inclusive solution to the affordable housing crisis, which disproportionately affects communities of color.

Good stuff. Yesterday’s announcement about the demise of Smile means Amazon needs to step up again. Increase grantmaking to nonprofits leading the way with innovative solutions to the housing crisis. Increase the geographic reach of this giving to include other high-cost communities like Boston that desperately need more corporate investment to complement robust public sector efforts. Invest in communities of color and commit to closing to racial wealth gap.

As progressives we love to take shots at Amazon. It is such an easy target. But Amazon’s hand in transforming retail in the United States is not a short-term phenomenon. Like it or not, Amazon is here to stay. As the world’s leading retailer and sixth largest public company, Amazon has a responsibility to be a big part of transformational solutions to intractable problems that impact Amazon workers and their neighbors.

Jeff Bezos and senior Amazon executives are right to focus on housing affordability. They have seen the need up close in Seattle, a city Amazon has been part of gentrifying. Adding insult to injury, Amazon and others successful fought a tax in Seattle in 2018 that would have funded housing for the homeless. Five years later, they have a chance to repair the damage with a historic investment in solving the housing crisis in the United States. Will they?

Amazon strives to be “Earth’s most customer-centric company” according to its website. It customers in Boston, Seattle and elsewhere need housing help. Its customers are watching and waiting.

“A preferential option for the poor.” Dr. Paul Farmer took Gustavo Gutierrez’s writing on A Theology of Liberation and included it in a nonprofit mission statement. Farmer died yesterday in Rwanda at the age of 62. He was the co-founder of the global nonprofit Partners in Health working to improve health care in Haiti, Rwanda, Sierra Leone and other countries. He leaves an incredible legacy and a thriving organization that has made a real difference in countless lives.

It is hard to describe the emotions when someone you have never met dies and you feel strangely connected. That happened to me yesterday. There are some obvious reasons why I felt that connection. Both Paul Farmer and I were born in North Adams seventy days apart 62 years ago. We were both raised Catholic.

And the writings of Gutierrez shaped our careers. For me, it was a religion class at Fairfield University that introduced me to A Theology of Liberation just ten years after it was published. It was really the first time that my faith truly spoke to me. This is why I am a Catholic. This is my faith.

Gutierrez writes, “Christians have not done enough in this area of conversion to the neighbor, to social justice, to history. They have not perceived clearly enough yet that to know God is to do justice. They have yet to tread the path that will lead them to seek effectively the peace of the Lord in the heart of social struggle.”

Farmer acted on his faith. See. Judge. Act. Farmer talks about how this theological construct is similar to what physicians are supposed to do when they see a patient. His actions perfectly capture the power of example. “Don’t tell us you can’t treat AIDS in rural Haiti, we’re doing it,” says Farmer on the podcast Jesuitical last year. “One of the ways we move forward as Partners in Health is by sometimes being quiet and just doing the work. And being able to point to something and say look, ‘don’t say its impossible, don’t say its not feasible, not prudent and please don’t say it is not sustainable because none of us is sustainable.”

Despite all the despair and desperation Farmer observed over his career, he remained an optimist about global health and even about what the pandemic might do to attitudes in the United States. “People will have to sort out a narrative to explain our failures [during the pandemic]. And I’m hoping people will come to the conclusion that we aren’t doing things right. We need better safety nets. We need more investment in public health…I’m probably guilty of pathological optimism but I have conviction that we are going to make real progress.”

We will have to do it without him but not without his organization, Partners in Health. We will all have to do the work of acting to transform the social structures that contribute to suffering and injustice in the world by seeing, judging and acting as individuals and as part of a collective movement.

After watching the Jaylen Brown-less Celtics fall to the Phoenix Suns this afternoon, I turned off the television. No big game for me this year just like the last three years. I’ve stopped watching the NFL .

It really hasn’t been that hard of a transition. Sunday afternoons in the fall at the supermarket were a revelation. Hikes in the woods felt better than watching the Patriots. It is just this Sunday every year that feels different. When you know that fans, casual fans, and many non-fans are watching this cultural moment across the country. I will follow the commentary on the advertisements on social media and observe whether Tom Brady can win a seventh Super Bowl but I will not watch the NFL.

Like many decisions, this one was influenced by several factors. When I made this decision in 2017, my home team was owned, coached and quarterbacked by men who seemed preternaturally inclined to suck up to Donald Trump. I don’t pretend to know who Kraft, Belichick and Brady voted for but given Trump’s racism and corruption, their unwillingness to distance themselves from him was repugnant.

During the 2016 and 2017 seasons, the NFL showed its true colors with its reaction to Colin Kaepernick and his kneeling protest for racial justice and reform of policing in the United States. One need to look no further than the NBA for a league that took a decidedly different stance in support of players commenting on matters of race and justice.

And finally, the brutal nature of the game got to me after all of these years. In 2015, the movie Concussion came out and made the issue of chronic traumatic encephalopathy, or C.T.E. hard to ignore any longer. Repeated blows to the head, similar to what occurs regularly on a NFL field, cause C.T.E. “It’s like smoking and cancer,” said Bruce Miller, a neurologist and Alzheimer’s expert at the University of California, San Francisco, . “It’s as clear as day.” As a fan, it increasingly bothered me that each team had to prepare for season-ending injuries to key positions every single year because it was impossible to get through a year without significant losses. Attending a game almost felt like being a Roman at the Colosseum. Now the evidence was in. C.T.E. is shortening lives and making the quality of those lives significantly worse.

So I won’t be watching. I have resisted disclosing this because most of the people I know – family, friends, colleagues – will be watching. Heck, much of the country will be watching. I’m not claiming any moral superiority here. It helps that my dad was not much of a NFL fan and I began truly following the Patriots only after graduating from college. No judgements here. Football at its best showcases incredible athletes doing amazing feats on the field. Malcolm Butler’s goal line interception is still seared into my brain as is David Tyree’s unbelievable balancing of a football on top of his helmet.

Football is part of the United States for both good and ill. NFL ratings remain fairly stable, rising and falling slightly over the last four years through all sorts of controversy. It is not lost on me that the largest group of people who report they have stopped watching in recent years includes white men who were turned off because of the players kneeling in protest. Black men peacefully protesting is evidently a bridge too far for some. I’ll root for an NFL that respects its players’ health and welfare and freedom of speech. And, in the meantime, I’ll follow Jaylen Brown on and off the court.

Mid-March brought new rules and a new way of life. Work suddenly transitioned to home and masks, hand-washing, and social distancing became the new norm.

In our neighborhood, the pandemic brought something else. Pickleball. Our nearby tennis courts were transformed into pickleball courts by senior citizens heretofore not seen in these parts. Where were they from? And what is pickleball?

Each morning a small brigade of seniors descended on the courts. They set up a special pickleball net and lawn chairs and games would soon break out. Thwap. The sound of the whiffle ball hitting the paddle would echo through the neighborhood. It felt like Florida had come north.

Was this a trend? Were thousands of Floridians moving back north? Where would they vote this fall if the pandemic continued? Getting Trump out of office was certainly the number one goal for 2020 and this pickleball surprise was yet another curveball in a political season like no other.

I debated conducting a poll of the pickleballers in my neighborhood. Who were they voting for and where were they voting? We could absorb Trump voters in Massachusetts given the expected huge margin for Democrats here. But with the momentum building for mail-in balloting, they just as easily could vote in Florida.

A 2018 Politico article had me spiraling. Speaking of the central Florida retirement community called The Villages, the reporter called it “…the pickleball capital of America, appropriate considering that the badminton-meets-tennis-ish paddle game has become America’s fastest-growing sport.” And I read further that these pickleball playing Villagers were twice as likely to be registered Republicans. And now they were in Milton. What else did 2020 have in store for us?

But as we entered month eight of this lockdown (that is not, in any way, a lockdown when people can still go to Target), things were looking up. Joe Biden and Kamala Harris won in a “landslide” to quote Donald Trump from 2016. Milton passed the Community Preservation Act with 62% of voters approving the question, presumably some pickleball players among them seeking dedicated courts in town.

Vaccine developments from Pfizer, Moderna and Astra Zeneca seemed to promise a better second half of 2021. And on the day before Thanksgiving, we received a delivery of a beautiful new refrigerator after a wait of four months due to backlogged factories from China to the United States. We also took our first Covid test and received negative results on Thanksgiving eve as well.

Adults will soon be in charge in DC. Georgia and Arizona are blue. There are so many important issues to address and one suspects that Mitch McConnell will be as obstructionist as always. But organizing and pressure will continue. We need support for our restaurants and small businesses that won’t be able to survive a long winter while Covid-19 deaths continue to rage. We need income supports for Americans who have lost jobs during the pandemic. We need a health care system that doesn’t induce worry of how to pay for my care among too many Americans. We need to stop evictions and foreclosures and make home truly safe for millions on the edge. We need a CDC that doesn’t mislead the public based on intimidation from the President. We need science to dictate the rollout of the vaccines. As many experts have said, vaccines don’t get us out of this, vaccinations will.

That’s why trust in government and our political leadership is all important. Competence matters. If next Thanksgiving is going to be a time for large gatherings again, we need everyone to get vaccinated. Vaccines can’t become the next mask debate where it is possible to reasonably predict how someone voted by whether or not they are wearing a mask. Trump gave us that and we can’t afford to have half of the country refuse to get vaccinated. Our lives depend on it.

By Thomas Callahan and Symone Crawford

On campuses across the nation, an impressive combination of guidance and financial assistance has sprung up to support first-generation college students. Academic institutions – big and small as well as public and private – have recognized the importance of giving first-gen students a leg up.

When it comes to homeownership, first generation buyers are left to compete with better resourced peers, many who can lean on family for advice and money.

As Richard Rothstein writes in The Color of Law, “until the last quarter of the twentieth century, racially explicit policies of federal, state and local governments defined where whites and African Americans should live. Today’s residential segregation…is not the unintended consequence of individual choices and of otherwise well-meaning law or regulation but of unhidden public policy that explicitly segregated every metropolitan area in the United States.”

In Massachusetts, those policies have a sordid legacy. White households in Massachusetts have a 70% homeownership rate. 7 out of 10. For Black households, it is 32% and for Hispanic households it is 26%. We have the dubious distinction of having one of the widest gaps in the country, according to Prosperity Now.

We see the impact of this history every day. Many white buyers, even those entering the market for the first time, have a distinct advantage over those without a family history of homeownership.

Many of those entering college as freshman too easily dismiss the advantage they have if their parents attended college. The combined value of that advice, expectation and financial wherewithal can be a game-changer for incoming first-years.

First-gen homebuyers have no such advantage. They often search for that elusive trusted advisor that be leaned on with the experience of having been there before. They don’t have the “bank of mom and dad” for loans or gifts. And some become inviting targets of unscrupulous actors in the real estate market.

Earlier this year, we launched a new first-gen program called STASH – Savings Toward Affordable and Sustainable Homeownership. Together with Boston Children’s Hospital and Wells Fargo Foundation, we are targeting first-generation homebuyers (and homebuyers whose parents were victims of a foreclosure) with added support and a match of savings.

It was explicit government action that prevented Black families from taking advantage of the VA and FHA mortgages that helped build the white American middle-class. Public housing developments were restricted just for white residents. And thousands of zoning decisions were made in communities throughout Massachusetts, and across the U.S., to ensure that our suburbs remained “exclusionary”.

Today, we need to be every bit as intentional if we are to have any hope in closing our yawning racial wealth gap. Owning a home is still the path most Americans follow to build assets in our country and unless we set out to close the gap, the intergenerational transfer of wealth of those already owning homes will make it impossible to make progress.

We have seen it work for people like Florence Hagins who grew up in the Whittier public housing projects and was able to buy her first home as a single mother at the age of 46. Today, her daughter is also a homeowner. And Esther Dupie, an immigrant from Barbados, who came to the U.S. and bought a home in 2004 and saw her adult daughter follow her lead only five years later and become of homeowner as well. Esther’s grandchildren are growing up only knowing a home of their own.

We have many future success storied enrolling in STASH now. Our federal, state and local governments need to examine how best they can advantage first-generation homebuyers with targeted resources that will help close our racial homeownership gap.

Thomas Callahan and Symone Crawford are the Executive Director and Director of Homeownership Education, respectively, of the Dorchester-based Massachusetts Affordable Housing Alliance.

A version of this column appeared online in Commonwealth Magazine on March 29, 2019.