3.7 min readBy Published On: November 13th, 2012Categories: Features2 Comments on Layaway


Written by Gino Provenzano

The holiday season is fast approaching and the memories of days gone by and the purchasing power that I had as a kid through the use of the layaway makes me smile. You have to keep in mind that I was considered “The King of the Layaway” in my family.  I was ten years old and I wouldn’t wear anything that wasn’t in style.  Jones’ Department Store located at the corner of K and East Broadway was my second home. I would walk around the store even when I wasn’t in the market for something new, just to look at all the stuff that I would buy once I got my next buck.





Here what was on my wish list:

  • Every Baracuta jacket – navy blue & tan both quilted and non-quilted – worn with the collar up.  
  • Complement jeans by Girbaud
  • Calvin Klein jeans
  • Sweats by Ebe pants, Izod polo shirts aka Gators
  • Polo shirts
  • Nylon Nike pants (nylon)
  • Full Adidas sweatsuits – speak for themselves
  • Nike sneakers – canvas, nylon, and leather
  • Adidas shell toes
  • Velour sweaters by Izod and Adidas – you get the picture.

I was a walking advertisement for Jones’ and I loved it. The only problem was how to pay for it all. My parents (mostly my father) thought clothes from the Quincy Bargain Center were fine for me to wear.   I protested their purchases.  We struck a deal, I could buy my own clothes but I would have to pay for it all myself.  Occasionally, my mother would slip me a couple of bucks every now and then and say, “Don’t tell dad.”  If I didn’t buy my own clothes,  I’d have to wear “Bobo Cons”.  For those who don’t know, Bobo Cons = fake Converse or Nike’s with backward swoosh, or Adidas with four stripes. I worked hard for my wardrobe  – paper routes, selling papers on the street corner, shining shoes – but it was never enough money to walk out the door with my purchase in hand so I relied on layaway.    
Credit cards weren’t an option for a boy in the 70’s and 80’s so I would use layaway. You picked out your purchase, brought it to the register and they would fill out a card with your personal information and the amount of your down payment and then place your purchase in a bag and hold it hostage until the purchase was completely paid off. Now, Jones’ deserves a story of its own, but let me just give you the basics on the place. First, ALL customers (even 20-30 year customers) were considered potential thieves. Second, all customers were followed by at least one employee once they entered the store. In most instances, many employees descended upon you, including the owner and my “friend” George. Even the dressing rooms weren’t safe from constant surveillance.  The security mirrors were angled so they could see what you were doing – I’m not even sure if that was true – it might have been just a rumor. But regardless, if you were a kid in Southie , you shopped at Jones’. 

Jones’ was always on-trend.  They carried everything that was in style and I mean everything. So every week, I travelled up to K and Broadway and put money down on my latest purchase. An employee would go upstairs to the storage area, bring the bag down, let me look at my purchase again – which was torture.  They would then subtract the money down from the total, and then put it back upstairs. Weeks sometimes months would go by before I could actually wear my new purchase. I had nightmares of buying something really cool but by the time I got it out of layaway, it didn’t fit anymore because I had grown.  Jones’ was not the only store with layaway either. I bought my first Claddagh ring at Murphy’s Jewelers by way of layaway.

It wasn’t easy getting what I wanted for my closet.  It took determination to pay off layaway but it made the purchase all the more sweeter.  I’m not sure kids these days even know what layaway is.  But I’m thankful for my layaway past.  I learned how to work hard, avoid obstacles (and security measures), and I enjoyed the challenge of it all.


  1. Lisa November 15, 2012 at 9:32 pm

    You Layaway King are still my fashion barometer!

    And your old soul at ten with your wisdom and warm heartedness touches all who know you…

  2. willie fistergash November 16, 2012 at 2:05 pm

    gino has the money now and all he wears is skinny jeans and belly shirts

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