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  1. Great article!!! However, why choose to write on a place as awful as the Dugout? Have you ever been to the Dugout? They bartenders and staff at Dugout are rude, incorrigible people. I went there once with a friend for a drink and will never return! Plus, they don’t accept credit cards…who goes out drinking and wants to pay with cash?!

    1. Great article !!. Brings back great memories from my BU days. Jimmy and Kate, but my favorite character was a BU maintenance guy we called Freddie Leggs . We would feed the juke box and he would sing I left my heart in San Francisco. I know a small piece of mine is still there,50 years latter.

  2. BTW…The dog (German Shepard) in the picture was named Heineken. He belonged to Frank Kennedy, long-time bartender and close friend of Jimmy O’Keefe. Heineken never saw a leash and often roamed around campus and beyond as free as a bird.

  3. I graduated BU CBA in 1965 but, still remember the Dugout like it was yesterday. Didn’t go there often because I didn’t have much money for beverages but, like many others I did place a few bets there. What a great and well written story bringing back wonderful memories. Glad to hear it’s still operating.

  4. Thanks, FBK! And no, I am not related to that late Frank Kennedy (I did have another relative with the same name, but he did not tend bar at the Dugout).

    Mike, I’m hearing conflicting things about the dog — could it have been Kay-Kay, who belonged to longtime Dugout waitress Kay?

    Scott C, glad you liked the article. As for going out drinking with a finite amount of cash vs. a credit card, you often end up with fewer regrets in the former scenario…

    Alumni, feel free to post your Dugout stories here!

  5. Interesting to note the drinking age was 18 during the 70’s I always thought this was true and have had many an argument about this to my friends. One should note that it is not the place to hang out before a hockey game as it once might have been.

    1. The drinking age was changed to 18 in March 1973, my freshman year at BU. When I lived in Myles Standish Hall during my junior year the student gov’t made sure there was a keg in the Point Room every Friday afternoon. The Dugout was the place to go after a hockey game, the highlights of the evening were the singing of “You’re 16, You’re Beautiful and You’re Mine” by all in attendance and the presentation of the Fugowee Award, given to the player who committed the bonehead move of the night (Like missing an empty net or raising a stick on a missed goal). The legal drinking age was changed to 20 in 1979 and to 21 in 1984.

  6. PK: It’s very possible it could have been Kay-Kay. My apologies if I’m mistaken. I guess it depends on when the picture was taken. I remember Heineken during the 1980’s. He was put to sleep right around around 1990. I helped Frank take him a nearby vet. It was the only time I ever saw a tear in Frank’s eye.

  7. When I came to school in 1968 drinking age was 21. Spent lots of time at the DO and worked afternoons waiting on tables. Dog was KK I believe. As manager of the Hockey Team the backroom was a great spot for the fugowee awards.

    Six items (of many) I recall stick out: 1. Jimmy O’Keefe closing the Dugout to all but Hockey Players on the Sunday (day after) our first NCAA Title in Syracuse March 1971. 2. Calling the pay phone at the D.O. while performing Guard Duty at Fort Jackson, SC and talking to a number of the boys (Fortunate not to get caught and court martialed). 3. June 1972 meeting some firemen who responded to a fire set in the mailbox in front of the DO and remarking what an easy call it was. Three days later some of those men were killed in the Hotel Vendome Fire. I worked that night with Eddie filling in for Dave W. who was getting married and remember the sirens being so close. 4. After the team beat Cornell 9-0 in Ithaca Jimmy gave us a couple of cases so the boys would have them at WC upon the return from Cornell. 5. Dick Decloe crying on the steps the night before he returned to Canada after being declared ineligible. 6.Graduation Day skipping Nickerson Field, picking up my diploma at CLA and going to the Dugout where I had my picture taken in Cap and Gown with Jimmy in front of the D.O. sign

  8. The drinking age advanced a year at a time, one year ahead of me throughout my BU years. Finally in the Fall of 1985 I was a senior and legal. Where’d we go? The Dugout! Heard the dirtiest joke of my life that night and have never forgotten it. WIll never forget the Dugout either. Love it!

    1. Had no idea of the colorful history!!
      Was there cause friends I worked with at Copperfields worked there, and it actually was nicer inside than the other college bar I also waitressed at, The Pub at NortheasternU….. We weren’t looking for glamour! And who would think of using a credit card, seriously?
      Loved the three places I called “home”!

      1. Copperfields, Down Under, Punter’s Pub, and Captain Kidd in Woods Hole were all Bill Crowley ventures and linked to the D.O. in that way. Bill was a great guy who was a Harvard guy who worked for Jimmy as I remember it and they had a business relationship.

  9. It wasn’t just the hockey team that made it to the DO after the Blizzard of 78 Beanpot. The pep band bus also got us back to campus and several of us hopped out at Marsh Plaza to head over for a few beers with the team to celebrate the game and the closing of school.

  10. As a faculty member of the Department of Romance Studies (formerly the Department of Modern Foreign Languages and Literatures) I have had the privilege of occupying an office a few floors up from the Dugout for the last 40 years. (The Department is located at 718 Comm. Ave.) I have often bragged to my colleagues around the country that my department is one of the few in the country (perhaps the world?) that shares a building with an authentic dive. Thanks to this great article, I now know how much more about the wonderful karma that suffuses the place. No wonder that having a beer there is such a fulfilling experience! A notable advantage of the Dugout, by the way, is that many BU faculty have never deigned to step into the joint (“It looks a bit sordid!”), thereby guaranteeing a modicum of privacy if you seek solace there. (Going to the pub over in the Castle can feel like attending a general faculty meeting…) Other historical footnotes: Dylan Thomas is rumored to have lifted a few at the Dugout during one of his American tours. More importantly, I have also been told that Dr. Martin Luther King was a regular during his years at BU, and even had a favorite stool where he always sat at the bar (on the side near the entrance). With so much upscale phoniness nowadays in local drinking establishments, it’s reassuring to know that a place like the Dugout is still alive and well.

  11. Great to see some familiar names in the posts above. Don’t forget Gunner, the Admiral, Freddie Leggs, Kay Callahan, Snookie and his dog Blondie…the list could go on and on

  12. I graduated BU in 1981. One of my journalism professors used to hold “office hours” at the Dugout. Someone asked him what his hours were…he said, “Till you stop buying me drinks!” Had more fun here than anywhere except The Rat.

  13. The dogs name was Kay as well as the waitress. “You don’t have to go home , but you can’t stay here ” was how she kicked us out .

    The Dugout could easily draw you away from
    going to the class….

  14. Prof. Iffland, that is great about Dylan Thomas. In the Littlest Bar (R.I.P.) there was a brass plaque bolted to the wall of the men’s room, engraved: “Seamus Heaney Peed Here.”

  15. I graduated in 1972 and it was not until 1973 that the drinking age was lowered to 18. The great part about the Dugout is that they were never very concerned with checking I.D.’s. The same was true with The Boston Club (now The Paradise) where all it took to get in and start cocktailing (and watching The Bermuda Strollers) was a college I.D. – not a driver’s license.

  16. My name is Dave White and I am from Canada. I went to B.U. on a hockey scholarship in the late 60’s. Although I never got along with Jack Kelley my time at B.U. and the dugout was absolutely fantastic. Jimmy O’keefe knew I was struggling and money was tight because Kelley wanted my scholarship money but could not get it from me. Jimmy offered me work and even did not charge me for beer. It was my home away from home and years after graduation I brought my soon to be bride Nancy there as soon after we got off the expressway, to meet Jimmy. I have finished 30 years of teaching and coaching hockey and want to bring our 3 grown children to see the Dugout. What a fantastic article and believe me the Dugout and Mr. O’Keefe are very, very dear to my heart.

  17. My favorite Dugout memory: Tony Amonte standing on a barstool leading the chant of “BC sucks!” after scoring a hat trick and being named Beanpot MVP in the 1991 Championship game. What a night. :)

  18. Although I’ll admit Cornwalls is my tavern of choice on campus, I do frequent the Dugout from time to time, especially after BU events like the Christmas Party (when there’s a line out the door). Always fun to see who from around campus is raising a glass there (if you’re lucky, Dean Elmore might buy your next round).

    One of my most amusing memories of the Dugout was ordering a Stella Artois one day after work, and when it was served in its “fancy” glass, a tipsy curmudgeon at the other end of the bar asked me “Are you European?”. I replied in the negative, although seeing as he was drinking a glass of white wine at the time, I thought of a few questions I could fire back, but decided to simply enjoy my (European) beverage in peace.

  19. I graduated from CAS in 1981. I knew F. Kennedy very well in late 70’s and played stickball with my buddies in the neighboring McKinnley schoolyard vs Kennedy and his “buzzards”

    1. I graduated from B.U. in 93 and me and my guys were always in the Dug Out. My cousin was a bartender there for 20 plus years. The Commander and I were always engaging in some political back and forth. We used to take Frank Kennedy to other bars after his day shift was over and tell people he was our grandfather and it was his birthday. Frank loved it.
      We recently moved and I found a picture of Frank and me on graduation day in the dug out me in my cap and gown and Frank wearing a Harvard Football hat I am sure Bernie gave him! Good times and great article.

  20. As he would remind us often that we’re all actors (on The Dugout stage),I would wholeheartedly nominate one Joseph Manning Lally for his Outstamding Performance in a Supporting Role in a continuous drama/comedy. I’m hoping he had the last laugh and is now occasionally resting in peace,when not needling,agitating,and being an all-around ball-buster!

  21. Footnote to Jimmy O’Keefe’s personal history……Jimmy’s mother was a maid/cleaning lady for James J. Storrow,a banker and one-time head of General Motors,after whom Storrow Drive is named…….the “J” of Storrow’s middle name was for “Jackson”…Jimmy’s mother admiringly named her son after her employer….(as told to me by her son)

    1. Nice story with quite a few factual errors. To clarify,this would be a young Heineken in the photo-Kay,Kay rarely ventured outside on her own and would never stay outside alone. Jim would exercise her mostly in the back alley before heading upstairs to his first floor apartment above the bar. Kay,Kay stayed right by Jim’s side all day from the moment she ventured in one day as a stray. She was with Jim from morning coffee to lunch from Mal’s Deli and as Hawaii Five-O (Book-em Dano)ended in the late afternoon. Very fond memories of Bruce Hurst shutting out the Mets in game 1 in 1986 as Mr. O’Keefe stayed in the back room for the entire game. I was with Jim, Frank and Kay,Kay when she was put down in Brighton at 13 years of age. I find it fascinating the different memories of folks who share one thing in common: The comfort of a no pretense bar where anyone was welcome: student, professor, university president, future NHL star, custodian, cop or fireman. Read Jeremiah Murphy’s obituary from the Boston Globe to get a real sense of the man James Jackson O’Keefe. If you measure a man by the wealth of friends Jim was richer than Buffet, Gates, Rockefeller and Carnegie combined.

  22. I worked for Sandy Richardson in the canteen at Walpole Prison and through him I got to know the rest of the Brinks gang inside during the late sixties.Two of them and I got to be pretty good friends,Jazz and Pino.When I was about to get released from my last Bit in 82 I got in touch with Jazz,we met at Forest Hills and went to the Dugout.The guy I was to know as Keefe was surely a character right out of the roaring twenties.When he heared what I needed he smiled and said Those days are gone my friend.I am 81 now and know full well what he meant by that remark.

  23. Frequented the Dugout from 71 to 78 – closing time was supposed to be at 12:30 but somehow it re-opened a few minutes later, the 65 cent Schlitz and Buds, office hours with a number of faculty in the booths. After spending many days in labs that all seemed to be in basements, it seemed natural to drink in a basement. Later when I taught at Michigan State they apolotgized to me for a assigning me a basement office, and I asked for when the bar opened. The best was post hockey, obviously, whether the games were at the old Arena, then the “new” Babcock St rink with the one spot that never seemed to freeze or the old Garden, we all went back to the Dugout. I recall one player wearing all four of his ECAC watches and feeling bad for Mike Eruziione who was on teams that won four ECAC championships, but never won the “big one”, the NCAA. But he made up for it.

  24. Valuable comments ! I learned a lot from the analysis – Does someone know where my business would be able to get ahold of a template IRS 4562 copy to complete ?

    1. Kerry, His name was Ray Malley. He is deceased. Dave Watson, Eddie Conroy, Ray Malley, Kay, Richie, Gunner, Snookie and Blondie, Kay-Kay and Heinekin/Frank Kennedy. the Admiral, the Colonel, Arturo Murphey were jus a few of the people I knew there. I remember you as well :)

  25. I attended BU from 71-74 and just love going to the Dugout…I was in the Nursing School and my girlfriends and I would head over to the bar and watch our soap operas (general hospital, of course) in the back room. It was not a favorite activity of the establishment but who could argue with paying customers, right? Everyone was always so nice and fun–from fellow students to the firefighters and business people from the area. One of my fondest memories was coming in from my suburban home during the Christmas holidays and watching a hockey game. We went to the Dugout after the game and sang Christmas carols with the BU hockey team who had to be in the city. Great times. I remember Kaye too. I believe she retired early in the 70s but loved seeing the oil painting of her.

  26. This story never gets old. I played football from ’68 to ’72 and Jimmy would “hire” us as bouncers during the hockey season. I believe the pay rate was 2 to 3 beers an hour and a few cases at the end of the night. We were perfectly happy and well paid!

  27. Boston – The Best Place on Earth..Lived on BSR and frequented the DO from 1977 -1981. Fond memories of Kay, Jimmy O’Keefe, Tommy Byrnes, Blizzard and Freddy Legs. Stop in every now and then when I am in the area. Blizzard ’78, Parliments and Molson.

  28. I worked doing glass work for BU from 77 til 97 . From 78 til he died i was always with Jimmy, I was told by the VP (John Hoban) at BU that if Jimmy needed anything i was to take care of it. Dr. App. Shopping ,running to Fenway to get tix for ball games. One time i took him Frank and Gunner to Florida. Frank got drunk on the plane and started yelling that the pilot didnt know where he was going. Well he got handcuffed to the seat by the police. when we landed the state police was waiting for him, When we told the cops that he just got scared ,they looked at him and told me to get him out of there.
    Then Jimmy had me drive them all over the place. The race track mainly ,gave me $1,000 to bet on this horse (Softball Sal ) at 99-1. I didnt get the bet in on time they closed the window. I gave Jimmy the monet back and he was so pissed at me. Well the nag was last ,Gunner told Jim that i could out run that nag, all jimmy could say was .(What if he won) 99,grand.
    Two other real good guys who also worked there was Peter Brown and Kevin Munch,
    I miss those guys and days so much, i met alot of real nice people who came into the DO

  29. the Long Beach Sailing Club, with the sponsorship of the local recreation department, had a small fleet built for its instructional program.  Soon, other fleets sprang up in San Diego, Newport, and Santa Barbara.  Many of the early Sea Mews were built by the Fellows and Stewart Boatyard, which also built the Santa Barbara Maritime Museum’s

  30. I was introduced to the Dugout in Sept. ’70 by the Pulitzer prize winning poet and BU professor Anne Sexton. It was a tradition…we’d repair to the Dugout after her poetry writing seminar and drink 50 cent beers while Anne smoked and held court. It was dark there in the afternoon and ascending into the brilliant light after a beer or two was trippy. I published a poem about it. Poet and prof. George Starbuck dropped by once in a while. I wanted to look into the Dugout last Sat. when I was at BU for 50th reunion, but it was closed. Web says “temporarily” but I suspect it’s permanent, alas.

  31. Was privileged to work the bar at the DO in 1968-70. Also in the summers at the old Oar & Anchor (Falmouth) and then Captain Kidd (Woods Hole), on its opening night under Billy Crowley’s ownership, with Tom Ford and Paul Galvin behind the bar- Back then Billy Crowley Sr was one of the owners of all of the bars and he hired football players from Harvard. Jimmy O was a great guy, and loved by his patrons and employees.

  32. May I mention, that I was caught in this drinking age transition and happy to report if you were previously granted permission to drink as I was, you were granted grandfather rights… at least that’s the way I remember it or did we create some creative arrangement? There is not one place or day at BU around campus that I didn’t have fun… cheers to everyone!

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