The same can be applied to most labels we assign to people, places and things - we give labels to fit things into neat little compartments. His view of Diamond is completely different. However, my label of a “sports bar” might not be the same for the 21-year-old frat boy who visits Diamond for late-night concerts. I watched most of the NFL season there on Sunday afternoons. Some grow into brawny sports bars, like the new Diamond on Barret. I’ve said it in these pages before - new bars are like new babies to me, and I welcome them with open arms, whatever they turn out to be.
