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IN CONGRESS, July 4, 1776. The unanimous Declaration of the thirteen united States of America, When in the Course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature’s God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation. We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.--That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, --That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn, that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security.--Such has been the patient sufferance of these Colonies; and such is now the necessity which constrains them to alter their former Systems of Government. The history of the present King of Great Britain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute Tyranny over these States. To prove this, let Facts be submitted to a candid world. He has refused his Assent to Laws, the most wholesome and necessary for the public good. He has forbidden his Governors to pass Laws of immediate and pressing importance, unless suspended in their operation till his Assent should be obtained; and when so suspended, he has utterly neglected to attend to them. He has refused to pass other Laws for the accommodation of large districts of people, unless those people would relinquish the right of Representation in the Legislature, a right inestimable to them and formidable to tyrants only. He has called together legislative bodies at places unusual, uncomfortable, and distant from the depository of their public Records, for the sole purpose of fatiguing them into compliance with his measures. He has dissolved Representative Houses repeatedly, for opposing with manly firmness his invasions on the rights of the people. He has refused for a long time, after such dissolutions, to cause others to be elected; whereby the Legislative powers, incapable of Annihilation, have returned to the People at large for their exercise; the State remaining in the mean time exposed to all the dangers of invasion from without, and convulsions within. He has endeavoured to prevent the population of these States; for that purpose obstructing the Laws for Naturalization of Foreigners; refusing to pass others to encourage their migrations hither, and raising the conditions of new Appropriations of Lands. He has obstructed the Administration of Justice, by refusing his Assent to Laws for establishing Judiciary powers. He has made Judges dependent on his Will alone, for the tenure of their offices, and the amount and payment of their salaries. He has erected a multitude of New Offices, and sent hither swarms of Officers to harrass our people, and eat out their substance. He has kept among us, in times of peace, Standing Armies without the Consent of our legislatures. He has affected to render the Military independent of and superior to the Civil power. He has combined with others to subject us to a jurisdiction foreign to our constitution, and unacknowledged by our laws; giving his Assent to their Acts of pretended Legislation: For Quartering large bodies of armed troops among us: For protecting them, by a mock Trial, from punishment for any Murders which they should commit on the Inhabitants of these States: For cutting off our Trade with all parts of the world: For imposing Taxes on us without our Consent: For depriving us in many cases, of the benefits of Trial by Jury: For transporting us beyond Seas to be tried for pretended offences For abolishing the free System of English Laws in a neighbouring Province, establishing therein an Arbitrary government, and enlarging its Boundaries so as to render it at once an example and fit instrument for introducing the same absolute rule into these Colonies: For taking away our Charters, abolishing our most valuable Laws, and altering fundamentally the Forms of our Governments: For suspending our own Legislatures, and declaring themselves invested with power to legislate for us in all cases whatsoever. He has abdicated Government here, by declaring us out of his Protection and waging War against us. He has plundered our seas, ravaged our Coasts, burnt our towns, and destroyed the lives of our people. He is at this time transporting large Armies of foreign Mercenaries to compleat the works of death, desolation and tyranny, already begun with circumstances of Cruelty & perfidy scarcely paralleled in the most barbarous ages, and totally unworthy the Head of a civilized nation. He has constrained our fellow Citizens taken Captive on the high Seas to bear Arms against their Country, to become the executioners of their friends and Brethren, or to fall themselves by their Hands. He has excited domestic insurrections amongst us, and has endeavoured to bring on the inhabitants of our frontiers, the merciless Indian Savages, whose known rule of warfare, is an undistinguished destruction of all ages, sexes and conditions. In every stage of these Oppressions We have Petitioned for Redress in the most humble terms: Our repeated Petitions have been answered only by repeated injury. A Prince whose character is thus marked by every act which may define a Tyrant, is unfit to be the ruler of a free people. Nor have We been wanting in attentions to our Brittish brethren. We have warned them from time to time of attempts by their legislature to extend an unwarrantable jurisdiction over us. We have reminded them of the circumstances of our emigration and settlement here. We have appealed to their native justice and magnanimity, and we have conjured them by the ties of our common kindred to disavow these usurpations, which, would inevitably interrupt our connections and correspondence. They too have been deaf to the voice of justice and of consanguinity. We must, therefore, acquiesce in the necessity, which denounces our Separation, and hold them, as we hold the rest of mankind, Enemies in War, in Peace Friends. We, therefore, the Representatives of the united States of America, in General Congress, Assembled, appealing to the Supreme Judge of the world for the rectitude of our intentions, do, in the Name, and by Authority of the good People of these Colonies, solemnly publish and declare, That these United Colonies are, and of Right ought to be Free and Independent States; that they are Absolved from all Allegiance to the British Crown, and that all political connection between them and the State of Great Britain, is and ought to be totally dissolved; and that as Free and Independent States, they have full Power to levy War, conclude Peace, contract Alliances, establish Commerce, and to do all other Acts and Things which Independent States may of right do. And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes and our sacred Honor. Georgia: Button Gwinnett Lyman Hall George Walton

North Carolina: William Hooper Joseph Hewes John Penn South Carolina: Edward Rutledge Thomas Heyward, Jr. Thomas Lynch, Jr. Arthur Middleton

Massachusetts: John Hancock Maryland: Samuel Chase William Paca Thomas Stone Charles Carroll of Carrollton Virginia: George Wythe Richard Henry Lee Thomas Jefferson Benjamin Harrison Thomas Nelson, Jr. Francis Lightfoot Lee Carter Braxton

In 1776, the original Philadelphia Evening Post published its biggest scoop, running the biggest news of the day, The Declaration of Independence, in its entirety, on its cover. With the paper’s rebirth over 200 years later, we’ve printed it here as a reminder of where we came from, celebrating our independence from government.

Pennsylvania: Robert Morris Benjamin Rush Benjamin Franklin John Morton George Clymer James Smith George Taylor James Wilson George Ross Delaware: Caesar Rodney George Read Thomas McKean

New York: William Floyd Philip Livingston Francis Lewis Lewis Morris New Jersey: Richard Stockton John Witherspoon Francis Hopkinson John Hart Abraham Clark

New Hampshire: Josiah Bartlett William Whipple Massachusetts: Samuel Adams John Adams Robert Treat Paine Elbridge Gerry Rhode Island: Stephen Hopkins William Ellery

declaration of independence JULY 4, 1776

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Connecticut: Roger Sherman Samuel Huntington William Williams Oliver Wolcott New Hampshire: Matthew Thornton

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issue 1.1 editor josh kinney

editor@phillyeveningpost.com creative juliann gates

july / august events

a two century hiatus

tribute to benny franks

ads of the past

spring photos

sales manager john stephan

an appointment with the divine

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then & now: philly remakes history

the bell tolls for us

sons of liberty

music: an interview with first things first

history re-makers, modern revolutionaries

send us your stories

a destined chance

remembering shibe park

featured instagrammer

past post

a guide to philadelphia lingo

art: philly’s hidden masterpiece

fiction | poetry: cargo city {engine failure}

dear post / nonprofits

The Philadelphia Evening Post (c) 2015 is Philly’s original nostalgic bi-monthly magazine published by Infinity News Network, Inc. Contributing writers, photographers and artists: Ed Murch Kristen Humbert Jim Cheney Anthony Moat Kristen Sharpless Jason Worrell Len Shaffer Amelia Harper Emily Vishnevetsky John Buchanan 2015 Publishing Dates: Sept. 4th Nov. 6th

“Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment or religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances” – 1st Amendment of the Constitution of the

U.S.A., Philadelphia, 1787

@phillyeveningpost The Philadelphia Evening Post is a free bi-monthly, vintage magazine where yesterday and today meet in the city of Brotherly Love. It’s a retro throwback covering Philly history, nostalgia, memories and personal stories from the birth of the nation to the present. It exists to promote and serve its family of advertisers and inspire, encourage, and uplift, leaving readers with a sense of pride about their city. Blending relevant stories and events from the present with rich insight and memoir with social media engagement, The Post hopes to re-tell Philadelphia’s history from a variety of personal perspectives.

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Haven’t we stared long enough at the bright glowing screens of our computers, tablets and phones? Can we think back to a time before everyone lived through the lens of technology? The Philadelphia Evening Post wants to bring that small sense of technological detachment back to the city, providing an outlet to be a part of something in the real world. With each issue, we challenge readers to take a step back from their portable devices, grab a coffee, and slow down in the midst of bustling city life with an enjoyable read from our magazine. We’re dedicated to the preservation of Philly’s rich history, its heydays, and its incredible future. While becoming a vital part of the community is our goal, we also exist to serve our family of advertisers and ensure that their business benefits as a result of our presence in the city we love. This magazine takes a reflective look at the city of Liberty and Brotherly Love. From the millennials who swoon over Philly’s new “cool factor” to the generations ranging from Ben Franklin to Will Smith who made it cool in the first place, we encourage readers to share the local perspective through their own photos and stories. We hope that through The Post, people will feel proud of the place they’re from, live, work, frequent, or visit. And when you’re ready to pick up your devices and plug back in to the cyber world, we’ll be there too. You can access our magazine online and follow our social media. We hope to provide you with a little sense of nostalgia even in the midst of the 21st Century. Thanks for picking up the debut copy of The Philadelphia Evening Post and for being a part of this exciting new journey as we begin sharing the infinite stories of Philadelphia. +Josh Kinney editor & publisher

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july July 4th – Independence Day. 239 years after the Revolution – Philadelphia, Pa. July 10th – Awesome Fest outdoor movie at Liberty Lands Park: Roar July 11-12th – PECO Multicultural Series at Penn’s Landing July 11th – Fairmount Bastille Day Festival July 12th - Radio 104.5 Block Party at the Festival Pier featuring Nate Ruess (from Fun), TheWar on Drugs, Civil Twilight, MS MR + John Faye And Those Meddling Kids. July 15-Aug 23rd – The Oval returns at the Ben Franklin Parkway July 16-26th – University City Dining Days, three course dinner specials July 17th – Awesome Fest outdoor movie at Liberty Lands Park: Catch Me Daddy July 18th – Lancaster Ave Jazz & Arts Fest, Powelton Village July 24th – Awesome Fest outdoor movie at Liberty Lands Park: Body July 25th – 40th Street Summer Series outdoor concert, University City July 31st – Awesome Fest outdoor movie at Liberty Lands Park: Uncle Kent 2

august Aug 2nd - Radio 104.5 Block Party at the Festival Pier featuring Matt and Kim, Atlas Genius, Wolf Alice + Saint Motel Aug 2nd – PECO Multicultural Series at Penn’s Landing Aug 2-14th – Center City Restaurant Week(s) Aug 6th – Night Market – Lancaster Ave, 35-39th Streets Aug 7th – Awesome Fest outdoor movie at Liberty Lands Park: Sun Choke Aug 14th – Awesome Fest outdoor movie at Liberty Lands Park: Dethgasm Aug 15-16th – PECO Multicultural Series at Penn’s Landing Aug 29th – 40th Street Summer Series outdoor concert, University City Aug 29th – Bayada Regatta – Schuylkill River / Kelly Drive

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a two century hiatus he last issue of The Philadelphia Evening Post was just a few years after the newly formed independent United States of America was founded and signed into existence at Independence Hall on July 4, 1776. The revolutionary war had finally ended and the Federal City (Washington, D.C.) was being built. Philadelphia, then the Capital of the United States, held fast at the forefront of history. Our city was the economic, political and cultural center of the New World. Serving his second year in office, President Washington was headquartered at our presidential mansion on 6th and Market Streets, the very building independence was declared and signed, pictured on the $100 bill. A few years prior, The Pennsylvania Evening Post (known in Philly as The Philadelphia Evening Post) began publishing daily except for Sundays. It was printed by Benjamin Towne, a Philly printer stationed on the busy corner of Front and Market Streets, near the London Coffee House. The coffee shop was a hub of political and commercial activity, inhumane slave inspections, business meetings, and of course, pots of freshly brewed coffee. Picture a more chaotic La Columbe Fishtown on steroids with booths sectioned off for trade and commerce. During the British occupation of Philadelphia in 1778, the

coffee house was shut down, not to reopen until 1783. By the time the last edition of The Philadelphia Evening Post went to print, the coffee shop was about to be converted into a residence and general store. The paper was published every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday. On July 6, 1776, The Evening Post printed the Declaration of Independence on its front page. All of Philadelphia and the surrounding region learned through the paper of the decision to separate from the British Crown and become a sovereign nation. Eventually, Towne printed every day, making The Post the first ever-daily newspaper in the new United States. For two centuries the paper has been absent from the Philadelphia scene, until now. Welcome to the rebirth of print. In 2015, we’re bringing back The Philadelphia Evening Post in the form of a bi-monthly magazine centered on Philadelphia history and nostalgia. As our city continues rising in prominence, prestige and renaissance, it’s time to revive a two century old publication as a vessel entirely dedicated to celebrating, chronicling and archiving on a personal level, the matchless history, memories and gentrification of Philadelphia. Philly deserves this. Her story is too important and too profound to go untold. We hope readers enjoy this five

first edition of the new 2015 version of The Philly Evening Post. We hope they look forward to the next one, keep and collect them, pass them on to friends and family and use it as a reference and reminder of the incredible uniqueness of our city and the people who lived and live here. We want to create an organic record of the stories, pictures, memories, creativity and success of Philadelphians by encouraging submissions. Philadelphia, this is your paper, created for you and by you. It’s your chance to tell your story, to let your voice be heard and to once again be a part of history. This publication seeks to uplift, inspire and make readers proud of the place they’re from, live, work or visit. We’re not just any American city; we are and always have been the gamechanger and the history maker. And to this day, we’re still inhabited by true revolutionaries. No one knew in the late 1700’s, when the last edition of The Philadelphia Evening Post was printed, that 200+ years later it would be published once again; that a new edition would re-emerge. It’s about time.

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to collect and keep around in the house or in the office for others to enjoy. For over 200 years it’s been absent from the Philly scene… until now. Revived, rebranded and rebooted, The Philadelphia Evening Post has

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tribute to benny franks

t is impossible to start a publication in Philadelphia, especially one centered on history and nostalgia, and not talk about Ben Franklin. Not only do his contributions to our city, our country, the world of print media, and our lives demand to be talked about, but in every way does Ben still embody what it means to be a Philadelphian today. Any Philadelphian can give you a long list of ways Philly is better than New York. At age 17, Ben had already figured this out. When he decided to leave Boston, he hopped on a boat and passed over The Big Apple to arrive in Philly. Being a true Philadelphian at heart, the first thing he described when he got off the boat was the food. His first meal is a staple of Philly to this day: a few Philadelphia rolls, which Ben was impressed with even back then (imagine if he had added some cheese and steak to them). Ben doesn’t stop at the cuisine when describing his first day in Philly; he also mentions seeing his future wife while walking past 4th and Market while she stood in the doorway. This portrays how so many Philly couples meet, including Rocky walking in to a pet store and seeing Adrian. Clearly from Ben’s very first day in Philly he was already a Philadelphian at heart. Ben also displayed the Philadelphia spirit in his endeavors. Philadelphia

is a blue-collar city, and we appreciate people who work hard for their money like we do. That being said, Ben earned every penny he made. He even coined the phrase “A penny saved is a penny earned” to prove this. He was always proud of his working class roots, from apprenticing to starting his own print shop, working with his hands and inventing, to tending a shop in Philadelphia to pay back a debt. Ben was always working and earning money. He also enjoyed blue-collar comedy and didn’t mind being a bit vulgar for the times, something many Philadelphians can relate to. To thumb his nose at European academic societies that he found to be pretentious, Ben published a letter to the non-existent Royal Academy of Farting in which he proposed the European intellects of the Academy invent a way to make man’s farts smell pleasant. It was this kind of humor and Ben’s unapologetic bucking of the system that has made him a fan favorite in Philly to this day. It’s true that Philly loves Ben. We name everything after him in this city. He gets the best bridge, a parkway, Franklin Square, Franklin court, The Franklin Institute, a grave site covered in pennies from loyal Philadelphians passing by, countless statues, his face on tons of businesses, impersonators roaming the streets, and not just a stop on a tour, but a whole tour dedicated to

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Franklin himself. We give him so much because he gave this city so much. Franklin organized a group of friends to found the first medical school in the country right here in Philly, which is now the University of Pennsylvania. Franklin started the first volunteer fire company in the city after seeing how poorly prepared we were in fighting fires. Franklin also helped to found the lending library, Pennsylvania hospital, an insurance company, and a militia all in Philadelphia, not to mention the countless contributions he made to the country that affected this city. Ben earned our town’s adoration with his contributions and deserves to have his name forever immortalized in it. It’s not surprising that many Philadelphians feel a connection to Benny Franks. He certainly exemplified the qualities that we hold dear in Philadelphia. To the rest of the country he may be nicknamed “The First American” but to us, he will always be “The First Philadelphian.”

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info Company: United Fireman’s Insurance Co. Location: 723 Arch Street, Philadelphia, Pa. Year: 1866 Image: Advertisement depicts fire fighters running past Independence Hall to put out a blazing fire down the street. Creator: William Boell Content: United Firemen’s Insurance Company, Philadelphia. Office no. 723 Arch Street: Insure buildings, household furniture & merchandise generally from loss by fire. C.B. Andress prest. W.A. Rolin tresr. W.H. Fagen secy. Publisher: Philadelphia: Lith. and printed in colors by W.B. Boell 312 & 314 Walnut St.

ads of the past hey just don’t make them like they used to. There’s something unique and appealing to vintage advertisements. We’re immediately drawn to the nostalgic look and flavor of something, so much so that we’ll read over it instead of just skim. What if all modern advertising took a turn toward the past? Would you be excited and interested to view and read what our modern companies would look like under an antiquated lens? This 1866 ad is more like a work you might find at The Philadelphia Museum of Art. The creator, William Boell, was clearly meticulous about the

detailed image he painted depicting firemen rushing down Market Street with a steam-powered engine to pump water toward a raging inferno with Independence Hall in plain view. It would be hard to forget an ad like that, especially in our contemporary day and age where the classic and old-fashioned stands out amidst the barrage of the modern. At the time, fire companies in the city were independent, receiving pay directly from insurance collectives. The United Fireman’s Insurance Company (UFIC) was created to make additional income selling insurance. For each issue of The Philadelphia Evening Post, we will take a step back in

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time and re-print one of these historical ads from back in the day. Whether it’s from a print publication in the 1970’s or a handbill in the 1700’s, we’ll dig them out and feature a new one with each issue. Do you have or know of an old advertisement that deserves a comeback and should be reprinted? Email us at editor@PhillyEveningPost.com subject: Old Ad. We’ll be sure to print it and credit you for the discovery. The above ad and the information gathered for it came from the Library Company of Philadelphia, 1314 Locust Street, which was founded by Benny Franks himself in 1731. (See previous page) .

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@katie_lee24: The Spruce Street Harbor Park

@g.h.y.p: The Callowhill Night Market on June 18th

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an appointment with the divine

“If you knew that your life was merely a phase or short, short segment of your entire existence, how would you live? Knowing nothing ‘real’ was at risk, what would you do? You’d live a gigantic, bold, fun, dazzling life. You know you would. That’s what the ghosts want us to do –all the exciting things they no longer can” – Chuck Palahniuk

he stands as a colossal Victorian deteriorating like a forgotten cathedral on the Philadelphia street corner of Broad and Fairmount. The days of elegance and grandeur have passed away beneath the tomb of her hollow arches only to re-emerge with an even more distinct majesty and allure. Lorraine beckoned to me for years, her towering presence and asbestos dust seeped beneath my skin. It was only a matter of time until I’d find my way deep into the heart of her presence. From a cold black basement chasing light up a swirling marble staircase up ten stories to a massive penthouse ballroom turned hollow shell of abandonment. Where once the melodic clinking of silverware on fine china clattered against the muffled laughter and chatter of hundreds of guests dressed in their classiest attire was now condensed to a faint whisper in a slow swirl of white dust against sunlight peeking through empty arched window frames. Once the home to the super wealthy of the industrial revolution, the Lorraine Luxury apartments towered above a city void of skyscrapers at the end of the 1800s. The ornate Romanesque style chosen by architect Willis G. Hale was considered outdated for its time as America hurtled forward into a new modern era. At the time, Lorraine boasted the latest amenities such as electricity and had its own staff, eliminating the need for servants. From apartments to a hotel in 1900, Lorraine was prosperous up until the Great Depression, beginning her descent into deterioration. She was eventually sold to the founder of

the International Peace Movement, Father Divine in 1948 for $485,000 ($4.4 million by today’s standards). This shady religious leader came to Philly after fleeing Harlem amid accusations of abandonment, sexual abuse and loose ties to the communist party. Lorraine went from a Gothic hotel to a consecrated temple sanctified under the authority of Father Divine. The grand ballroom on the topfloor was transformed into a house of worship, the ground floor kitchen opened to the public serving needy Philadelphians, and Father Divine’s strict rules permeated throughout the building. For the first time in America, people of all races and classes were welcome within Divine Lorraine as long as they upheld Father’s standards of vigorous morality that he himself may have been privately exempt from. Father was visited several times by a young Indiana man whose mother claimed he was the Messiah. Jim Jones was a troubled outcast as a child who was obsessed with death. Standing inside the colossal hotel cathedral with Father Divine in the center of the penthouse worship hall, Jones became inspired to build a temple of his own as the two exchanged radical teachings and theology. The infamous cult leader would later lead 900 of his devout followers to their deaths by drinking a cyanide-laced juice in their “Jonestown” commune in Guyana. After Divine’s death in 1965, Lorraine fell into complete disarray. However, it was just the beginning of her true divinity. Lonely she stood watching over Philadelphia as the city grew and buildings cropped up in Center City. Soon, the law prohibiting skyscrapers

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from surpassing the statue of William Penn atop City Hall had been broken and the twin Liberty Towers took their place as guardians over the city of Brotherly Love. Lorraine’s cadaverous shadow bared down upon a changing Broad Street that was once prosperous with industrial revolution affluence, now diminished to poverty and urban decay in her section of town. Her balconies gazed down upon new generations of a more transient Philly as her interior plaster cracked and metal beams crumbled. She had gone from luxury apartments to the first racially integrated hotel, a sacred and holy temple, to something with true and wondrous divinity. A bewitching enchantment embodies Lorraine. She stands as a ghost; a rotting corpse of divine allure having only now entered into her fullest glory, 120 years after her birth. When her first stone was placed, did the infantile Lorraine know her future fall and decay would be her greatest feat? Just like the very city she inhabits, Divine Lorraine is a mixture of old and new. Rather than being destroyed, the old takes on a new form and meaning in its present age, re-emerging onto the modern scene as a Victorian throwback that thrillingly haunts Philadelphia now more so than ever. Like her city, she gives insight into rich history while telling a relevant story from the present. What’s old is now new again, just reborn and re-shaped with an even more prominent dignity and glamour.

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A view of the Philadelphia skyline from the Ben Franklin Parkway, long before the skyscrapers. Here, City Hall stands as the tallest building and remained so until March of 1987 with the construction of One Liberty Place. This ended a gentlemen’s agreement stating the city’s Art Commission would not approve a building that rose above the statue of William Penn.

The demise of the gentlemen’s agreement began what’s been known as “The Curse of Billy Penn” which officially ended the long run of success for Philadelphia sports teams. In an attempt to lift Penn’s curse, builders of the Comcast Center attached a small figurine of William Penn to a beam, making him once again to stand on top of the city. The following year the Phillies won the 2008 World Series.

On July 1st, 1926 the Delaware River Bridge officially opened to traffic. The opening was three days ahead of schedule during the nation’s 150th anniversary. For the city that founded America, it was a momentous celebration as hundreds walked across what was then the world’s largest suspension bridge.

In 1955, The Delaware River Bridge was renamed after our city’s hero – Benjamin Franklin (see page 10). With over 100,000 cars driving across it on a daily basis and a train connecting South Jersey to Center City, many use the bridge for walking and biking as well as spectacular sunset instagram pictures and a matchless view of our city’s skyline.

The top floor ballroom of The Divine Lorraine Hotel was once classy and sophisticated, with incredible views of our city. Chandeliers, fine china and pristine tables dotted the spacious penthouse level where Philadelphia’s elite once dined. Opening in 1892, Lorraine was first used for luxury apartments.

For years The Divine Lorraine has been left to rot, but she hasn’t lost her divinity. Some argue she’s even more beautiful in her disrepair. But at long last, the funding needed to restore, revive and rebrand The Divine Lorraine has come together. Like The Philadelphia Evening Post, Lorraine’s reconstruction and remaking of history began this July. A divine sign, perhaps? Probably.

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Philadelphia is remaking the past, building upon what once was and transforming into something new. Now more so than ever, Philadelphia is no longer just a city in New York’s shadow, it’s become an internationally known, global destination with a thriving business, music, art, and restaurant scene drawing not only tourists and visitors but entrepreneurs, college graduates, and people from other cities that are relocating to Philly, making the city of Brotherly Love their home.

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the bell tolls for us

ossibly the most iconic artifact of Philadelphia’s incredibly rich history is the Liberty Bell, but it may interest you to know that in many ways it shouldn’t be. There is indeed another, one might say greater, Philadelphian bell. Less than a moments walk across a cobblestone street beside Christ Church, that institution’s resident historian, Neil W. Ronk, was good enough to introduce me as well as a group of seventh graders to our city’s oldest bell. Coming from the Whitechapel Foundry, as did the Liberty Bell, it was made for Christ Church in 1702. It is slightly smaller than the Liberty Bell and weighs in at approximately 400 pounds. It was quite resoundingly put to use once the second structure of the Church began to take shape. This is the building we now see at 2nd and Market Street, and often take for granted as a staple of Old City Philadelphia. The tower and steeple

were completed in 1754, making it then the tallest building in British North America. This occasion was celebrated by Christ Church acquiring eight new bells from the Whitechapel Foundry. Those eight bells are still in use today. With this acquisition though, the Great Bell, as the members and historians of Christ Church refer to it, became somewhat redundant. It was therefore loaned to St. Peter’s at 3rd and Pine where it was rung to celebrate the first public reading of the Declaration of Independence. Not long after, it was 1778 in the midst of British occupation and the Great Bell was loaned to our country’s oldest nursing home. Eventually, in 2011, this became a for-profit nursing home in Bala Cynwyd and the religious artifacts came home to Philadelphia after their 200 year absence. Serendipitously, the bell returned to our fair city just in time for Independence Day. It still hangs today in a simple brownstone, at

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street level, right beside Christ Church. It’s astonishing how much meaning a symbol can have, and how important a history an object can hold. In Mr. Ronk’s words, “If you ever want to see a fifth grader’s face light up, let them ring a bell. Then as it sounds tell them that this is the bell Mr. Jefferson heard on the day his words were spoken out loud. And if you let a youngster - or for that matter a reporter - do that, it will resonate in many ways.” I did. And it does.

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the sons of liberty SONS OF LIBERTY

To the People of the Tri-State, t is occasioned here on the anniversary of the founding of our nation that we welcome the rebirth of a local paper, one that seeks to re-engage the long held tradition so fundamental to the American experience and one that dates back more than 250 years in the city of Philadelphia. To revive what may be called the long conversation in political philosophy and political science; to chronicle the opinions and passions of the inhabitants of our history-making city. The purpose of this column is to retrace the roads paved towards the advancement of an idea so central to our accustomed way of life that we often lose sight of its significance. Our political life is informed by the understanding that we as rational human beings are fit for the rule of law. It is so often the case today that we find ourselves in mists, confounded by our relationship with government, and the tensions between the needs of the community and the rights of the individual. I believe this in part to be due to the fact that we have lost our reverence for America, in a word: sentiment. This loss of American sentiment has done tremendous harm to our political affairs and national identity.

What does it mean anymore to be American? We have become so fragmented that we have lost sight of our common purpose. Government is the production of political and philosophic ideas orchestrated to achieve specific ends; in ours, that of human Liberty. When we lose sight of this aim all our attempts at governance are marred. Histories of nations are only consequences to first principles laid down in constitutions and America was the first nation in history ever to be produced intentionally upon a set of values. I will endeavor throughout this series to evoke a sense of pride in these American ideals and fortify the bonds that brought us to union in the first. For it is not our essential differences that makes us up as a body of people but the things we hold in common: the rights of man, equality before the law, and self-determination. You are once again being called upon to deliberate on topics of the utmost importance to our safety and happiness. In an age where mankind, for the first time, is faced with the very real prospect of nearly unlimited power in information, production, and organization, the pressing questions raised at the birth of our nation are again demanding full attention. To those who may have forgotten or those who have given up, who claim the 21st century is too complex or too hightech to be dealt with on the same terms as a collection of colonies, be reminded

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that rational principles never become antiquated. I will throw light on figures of our founding and the ideas that built the modern world to prove Liberty is not anachronism. In the words of William Gladstone describing our constitution, â&#x20AC;&#x153;the most wonderful work ever struck off at a given time by the brain and purpose of man.â&#x20AC;? This is what is meant by American sentiment, the recognition of the heights of that achievement and the will to carry it further. It is time we speak our parts in the long conversation and revive the spirit of a nation whose central purpose is to cultivate individuals capable of deciding for themselves the course and purpose of their lives. We the People, the fundamental unit of a republic, the citizen, the individual, must remain at the heart of community and government: American.

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what about philly’s music scene? well, first things first… MUSIC

hiladelphia’s music scene boasts some proud bragging rights. Whether you’re looking for a local dive bar to find a live band during open mic night or the hottest concert ticket, Philly has you covered. No matter your tastes, you’re bound to stumble across an event that’s music to your ears. Starting off as just a garage band back in 2010, local Philly band First Things First released an EP, “The Brighter Side” (2011), and has toured ten times over, claiming a victory with the Journey’s Backyard BBQ Battle of the Bands in 2012. Steve York, the band’s drummer, has taken time to answer some questions about the band and our great city. First Things First is still fairly new in the industry. What have been the hardest obstacles you’ve encountered while trying to gain recognition in such a competitive industry? “The hardest obstacle for a young band to overcome is getting people in positions of importance to take you seriously and get behind what you believe in. The underground music world is a lot like high school: very cliquey and a lot of he said - she said. It’s all about who you know. Your live show is key to your band standing out. Anytime you go to a show and the band sounds tight, had a lot of energy, were personable on the microphone and kept you engaged, you always remember them. People talk a lot in this industry, so you need to make your live show stand out so people come see.” In terms of the band’s sound, what would you say are some of the biggest influences? “We’re not stereotypical when it comes to our influences. Of course, bands like Blink182, All Time Low, Mayday Parade, Boys Like Girls and Warped Tour circa

2007 - 2010 played a ginormous part of shaping the early stages of our sound. However, we have some new music that’s 100% different from our older stuff. Southern California’s vibe played a huge part of these new songs, as we recorded them out there in Los Angeles. The sound is very radio pop-rock; well polished pop songs. We were in a place of transition and change when we wrote these songs with the biggest influence coming from our love for the radio. All of these Philadelphia radio stations played their part in shaping it.” What has it been like representing Philly in other cities? How do the shows differ in another city versus being back home? “Touring is one of the greatest things a band gets to do. Even though you’re forced to sleep in a van most of the time with multiple people who haven’t showered in a few days while parked on the side of some highway hours from home, I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Getting to play a gig every night and hence earning enough cash to help you get to the next city is such a rewarding feeling. My whole left arm is a sleeve with tattoos all relating to Philadelphia. It’s a social piece when we’re touring. People have questions about all of the landmarks and people on my arm, and they’re so interested in our badass history. They don’t call Philly the City Of Brotherly love for nothing; we’re always giving merch away to people and promoters at shows. We try to make sure everyone leaves with something of ours. The shows are a lot different outside of Philly. Nobody knows who you are, minus the few people who have seen you before. It’s a lot of pressure to win these people over and leave a lasting impression. You have to be on your A game at all times. These people are ultimately deciding if you come back to this city or not. If a promoter doesn’t see a positive response from a crowd during your set, you probably have a better chance of personally meeting the Pope this September

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in Philly, than coming back to that persons club. Philadelphia is a very blue-collar city, and that’s what being in an unsigned band is all about. You have to leave your home and go out in the world and work for what you want.” What do you love most about Philadelphia’s music scene and what makes it so unique? “Philadelphia has a strong sense of community. Over the last 6 years, I’ve been lucky enough to work hundreds of shows at all of our cities venues for Live Nation. It’s not a popularity contest and it’s not a beauty pageant, it’s genuine people coming together to sing their hearts out to their favorite bands. I’ve worked a ton of shows where I wasn’t a huge fan of a band going into the gig, but after being around the Philadelphia music crowd and the positive vibes we give off, it changes that. Philadelphia has opened my eyes to so much music from all across the spectrum it’s amazing. We’re a city of so many different cultures and interests, which attracts such a variety of musicians.” What’s in store for First Things First for the rest of 2015 and on into 2016? “We’re going to keep changing and evolving. Right now we’re just enjoying the ride that is life. We’re very blessed to do what we’re able to do. I think the world is ready for us to release new music again and get back to doing what we know how to do. We never plan too far ahead; life can change at a moments notice. All we can do is keep living the dream.” Be sure to head to iTunes and purchase their EP, “The Brighter Side” and check out just how incredibly talented these fellow Philadelphians are! + Amelia Harper

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our stories, photos and memories are the heartbeat of our publication. We want to publish your submissions and share your stories with all of Philadelphia. The Philadelphia Evening Post is your chance to have your voice heard. Don’t let your Philly memories slip away or rely upon retelling oral histories when you can turn your story into a magazine feature in Philly’s only nostalgic publication. Here’s what we’re looking for: Family Stories Does your family have deep roots in our city? Have they lived here their whole lives or emigrated from another country? Maybe you simply have a great family tale that deserves some ink and an audience. Photo Albums We’ll print your old photos and post them to our Facebook and Instagram pages along with captions and the stories behind them. Whether it’s just one photo or a whole book of them, send copies our way. Memories Do you have a distinct Philly memory that you’ll never forget? Was it at Veteran Stadium’s 700 Level or growing up in a certain section of town? Share your favorite Philly memories with us. Business Stories Did you, your family or someone you know start a business in Philly in the

past or the present? Let’s hear your story – the struggles and triumphs, the failures and successes. Maybe your business or your favorite restaurant has been around for decades with rich history worthy of a feature story. If so, we want to hear about it. Love Stories They’re all over the city. Whether you met at college, a coffee shop, bar, school or Rittenhouse Square, The Philly Evening Post wants to publish and post your story. Perhaps your grandparents have been married for 55+ years and hail from Kensington or South Philly, or you yourself are those grandparents, send us your story. Living Through Philly History Do you have memories of the Pope’s last visit to Philadelphia in 1979? Maybe you or someone you know happened to be at Shibe Park during the 1929 World Series when President Hoover attended. Did you live through the MOVE bombing; the South Philly mafia wars or camp out during the more recent Occupy movement? Let’s hear about it. Neighborhood Stories Not only are we proud of our city as a whole, we have deep connections and roots to the neighborhoods we grew up in or now call home. What made or makes your neighborhood unique? Share your stories and memories of your personal corner of Philly. Favorite Places Did you grow up going to a park, restaurant, food stand, or baseball field that became or has become your favorite

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place in the city? Even if it doesn’t exist anymore, we want to hear about your favorite place and why you love(d) it. What you love most about Philly Food? Sports? History? Matchless location smack-dab in the middle of northeast madness, sandwiched between New York City and Washington, D.C.? Confess your love for that one thing that you believe makes Philly so great. Then vs. Now Our publication likes to reflect and compare what once was to what now is in the city of Brotherly Love. From the neighborhoods, establishments, politics, buildings, music, fashion and culture, what stands out the most to you? History Features Are you intrigued by our city’s incredible wealth of history? Do you want to write a story about the American Revolution, Betsy Ross, Edgar Allen Poe’s house, or the construction of the Ben Franklin Bridge? (It was originally called the Delaware River Bridge). If so, The Post is your niche. (Historical) Fiction and Poetry Calling all of Philadelphia’s creative writers and poets, you deserve an outlet to share your masterpieces. Whether your story’s characters are demanding to be heard or your poems long to be sung, be sure to send them to us for a chance to be published both in our print and online magazine. editor@phillyeveningpost.com

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“People destined to meet will do so, apparently by chance, at precisely the right moment.” - Ralph Waldo Emerson

with William Penn as the guardian of the sky. My great grandmother’s suffering was my grandmother’s redemption when it came to relationships. As a beautiful, young Italian woman, my Mom Mom had a long list of pursuers but was disinterested in all of them, seeing through to their character and intentions. Unlike our present age, back then her mentality sought only

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ur stories start long before we do. We ourselves are just one small fragment in a gargantuan mosaic, a mere paint speck in an epic mural. Although we can only see from our particular place in the picture, sometimes we catch a glimpse of the entire masterpiece. Had the wind shifted just slightly in Pompeii on the day Mount Vesuvius’ erupted in 79 AD, my ancestors wouldn’t have survived. Instead, they managed to escape the smoldering city that had been their home, continuing our lineage for countless generations, eventually leading to my great grandmother’s family departing Italy for America and ultimately, my own existence. When my family arrived on Ellis Island, they quickly bypassed New York and headed for the city our country was born in – Philadelphia. From Kensington to South Philly, the family took up residence building their future, pursuing their dreams and starting their own families. My grandmother, Elizabeth, remembers riding the open-air trolleys. City Hall towered above the entire metropolis like a mammoth stronghold

a genuine, caring man, not just an attractive fling. But it was her mother’s first failed marriage that helped shape her outlook, making it so she wouldn’t miss out on the man who would be my grandfather, leading to my mom and then myself. Nothing is wasted. All things seem to thirty

work together in the grand masterpiece, many times turning bad around for good, even if we only seen in retrospect. As a poor orphan child sweeping stoops and smoking cigarettes at 12, James was Irish and grew up in Fishtown. December of 1950 left him frustrated when a leg injury at work slowed him down and put him in a cast. He didn’t know it at the time, but that temporary wound was the best thing that ever happened to him. Humbled, sitting and watching his friends having a good time rollerskating at Circus Gardens on Frankford Ave, his eye caught a beautiful young Italian girl, Elizabeth. Then and there in his romantic childlike enchantment, he knew that he was going to marry her. There wasn’t a doubt or question in his mind. And so he did. In May of 1954, the two were wed. Elizabeth was 18 and James was 23. Their adventure officially kicked off and went on to last for 55 years. “Life never happens the way you expect it,” my grandmother told me, “But that’s the beauty of it.” With only $800 between the two of them, they bought their first house and went on to have their first of five children. The couple brought in almost $100 a

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week in the late 50’s, early 60’s. And then, just when things were going great, my grandfather found himself out of work at a time when they needed money the most. He was discouraged but had he not been laid off, he would’ve missed the incredible blessing that was right around the corner. With strong faith and perseverance, the couple pressed on, praying for guidance. It was then in 1966 that a man reached out and took a chance on my Pop Pop, bringing him to work for him as the facilities manager of an apartment complex he owned in the Philly suburb of Glenolden. Along with their five children, my grandparents turned several of the bottom floor units into one big apartment, making it their permanent home. They lived rent-free and raised their kids in a fun-loving environment during a golden era of American history. My mom told me that her mom and dad were both always at her fingertips. They didn’t go away to work, because work was right there where they lived. She and her brothers and sisters, along with their dog, Tippy, could always find their dad somewhere within the complex whenever they needed him. Whistling, singing, crafting and inventing, my Pop Pop was a natural leader and a selfstarter that constantly needed multiple projects to take on at once, for both work and play. He was extremely affectionate with his hugs and wet smoky kisses. My grandparent’s relationship was by no means perfect, but their family meant everything to them, and for 55 loyal years they never once

went to bed angry or upset with each other. (Although, their bickering was always hilarious and entertaining to us grandkids). Without a doubt I knew my grandfather looked at my grandmother the same way at 65, as he must have when she was 20. His love for her so vividly bubbled over and he believed he was the richest, luckiest man in the world to have her and the family they made together. Never would he hesitate to let us know. Through feast and famine, uncertainty, grief, and the horrendous loss of one of their children, they held on tightly to each other with everything they had, facing all that life brought

their way, focused and reminded of what truly mattered. They were selfless and lived for their children and for each other. Their testimony and example has left a profound impact on all of us. A true Philadelphian to his last day, my grandfather requested a cheese steak for his last meal. He passed away certain he was the richest man to ever live. Rich in what mattered. But the story doesn’t end there with loss and sadness. In fact, it was exactly those emotions that prompted my grandmother to approach another man who was hurting deeply. When she saw him alone and crying, her own personal pain and compassion brought her to meet Donald. He too had a one true love, Mary Jane. After their 39-year marriage, she grew ill and passed away. In their grieving, my Mom Mom and Donald started to care for each other and fell in love, continuing their stories, knowing it was what their spouses would have wanted. “You had not one but two men love you unconditionally,” Donald said to my grandmother. Taking a step back, I can’t help but see things fall into place. Through good and bad, pain and sorrow, gain and loss, an epic masterpiece continues unfolding. In some strange sense, a volcano in Italy, a failed marriage and an injured leg are among just a few things I can thank God for because if they hadn’t happened, the greatest things wouldn’t have either, and I wouldn’t be here writing this today.

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Philadelphia A’s in the Shibe Park dugout before game 1 of the 1914 World Series.

’ve been a baseball fan all my life and attended many major league games at old Shibe Park; some with my Dad and then later with the neighborhood buddies. Dad always took me to Sunday doubleheaders. In those days you could stay for both games without having to pay twice. He never paid for parking, preferring to keep driving around till he found an open spot on one of the streets around 21st and Lehigh Ave. When he did so, neighborhood kids would immediately come running, offering to watch his car. Dad knew, of course, that meant paying protection money to avoid getting his tires flattened while he was gone. So he grudgingly paid up, hoping a dollar would satisfy them. He never bought any food or drinks at the park either. Instead we carried in a big old battered suitcase full of sandwiches and fruit. All we had to drink was water from the taps in the men’s room. We only went to watch the A’s, as the Phillies had very poor teams until about 1948. Dad used to refer to the old Baker Bowl, but I never knew where that was until I read a fascinating book by Rich Westcott, published by the Temple University Press in 1996. Wescott wrote that it was “located on an odd-shaped plot bounded by Broad Street, Lehigh Ave, 15th Street and Huntingdon Ave in North Philadelphia.” Opened in 1887 and costing the then whopping sum of $101,000 it was evidently considered the finest ballpark

in the country. The main entrance was castle-like and there were six other entrances. Built on swamp land, with a creek meandering through Centerfield and smoke from the old steam locomotives chugging by in the tunnel under the mound and beyond the fence must have made it hard to follow the ball at times. Westcott tells us that the first major league game was played at Shibe Park on April 30, 1887 with the Phillies beating the New York Giants 19-10. That same day the Athletics had played Brooklyn at “Jefferson Park” (which was at 25th and Jefferson, often referred to as “Athletic Park.”) There were a surprising amount of early ball fields in Philadelphia, four principal ones turned out to be Recreation Park, Columbia Park, Baker Bowl and Shibe Park (eventually renamed Connie Mack Stadium in honor of the ancient A’s manager whom I often watched in the dugout waving his scorecard to move fielders around and trudging to the mound in his old-fashioned dark suit, tie and ever-present straw hat.) When I was old enough to go to Shibe Park by myself, another kid sometimes accompanied me from the West Oak Lane neighborhood where I lived. (It was nicknamed Helltown). We’d take the No. 6 trolley down Ogontz Ave to Broad and Olney where we’d transfer to the Broad Street subway, which took us to the Broad and Lehigh Ave Station. From there we walked seven blocks to the park. We’d wait several innings until thirty-four

a friendly ticket-taker let us in for free. Shibe Park was opened in 1909 and the Phillies joined the A’s there on July 1, 1938. By the time the A’s left town in 1954, the Phillies had become the favorite of the two teams. The “Whiz Kids” had began their drive for a pennant in 1949 and won it on the last day of the 1950 season. I was 15 then and used to listen to every game I could on the radio. The hometown hero was outfielder Del Ennis from Olney. Robin Roberts was the star starting pitcher. In those days pitchers didn’t have the “candy arms” some do today but when a reliever was needed, the Phils went to Jim Konstanty who threw a tantalizing slow slider, practically unhittable in that era The next to last game was played at Connie Mack Stadium on September 30, 1970. Wescott states that only 1,186 fans attended. The next day, however, some 31,000 plus showed up – mostly souvenir hunters who showed up with toolboxes to be used to wreck the place. A big fire nearly finished the job in 1971. A wrecking ball delivered the coup-de-gras five years later. Cornelius McGillicuddy, Sr., better known as Connie Mack, died in 1956 at age 93. Fortunately he didn’t live long enough to see the sad demise of the stadium.

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I’ve always loved old postcards. Flipping through shoeboxes-full at flea markets and discovering something unique gives me that little finders-high. I specifically search for postcards showing odd landmarks or with charming messages written on the back (even better if there’s both). It’s fun seeing how the way we communicate and the things that concern us have changed. And I giggle with nerdy writer’s-delight when coming across words that have faded from our modern lexicon. This affection, combined with the love and loyalty I have for this city (past

Dearest Mom, Concert in Germantown was good last evening. However, everything in dressing room was turned upside down and lots of things stolen. I lost about 15 [cents]. Door was thought to be locked. Quite a mystery. Everything else O.K. Love, Louise

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and present) led me to a side hobby collecting old Philadelphia postcards. I’m excited to share what I find with you. First up, this one featuring the Hotel Adelphia. Built in 1912 by architect Horace Trumbauer, the Hotel Adelphia stood at 1229 Chestnut Street until it was revamped into an apartment building in the ‘70s. The building was then sold to developers in 1998. Although I mostly collect tinted postcards, after reading the message on the back of this one, I knew I had to have it. Read on to see why.

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a guide to philadelphia’s lingo

Leck-trick: Electric.

Jeez Take: Cheesesteak.

Goes: Use in place of “said,” as in “He goes.”

Sammich: Sandwich. Ack A Mee: Acme, a local supermarket.

Bin Dare: I’ve been there. Niceta Meechas: Nice to meet you.

Langwich: Language.

Be Yoo Dee Full: Beautiful.

Downashore: The beach.

Comhoon: Come on.

Guh Head: Yes, you may do that.

Mondee, Twosdee, Whensdee, Thirsty, Frydee, Saradee, Sundee: Days of the week.

Skowne On?: What’s going on? King a Presha: King of Prussia. Birff-day: Birthday.

Dah Fills: Philadelphia Phillies.

Yo: Either “hello” or “hey.”

Sow Shtreet: South Street.

Senner Siddy: Center City.

Yellah: Yellow.

Addytood: Attitude.

Yuze (youze, yiz): You people. Yunner Stan?: Do you understand?

Tawk: Talk. Wit: With.

Weubin?: Where have you been? Figger: Figure.

Hunnert: Hundred.

Scappleinecks: Scrapple and eggs.

Husbint: Husband.

Ya ett yet?: Have you eaten yet?

Skeeve: Hatred,gross.

Wit-out: Without

U-mid: Humid.

Dah Fliers: Philadelphia Flyers.

Scrapple: Local delicacy made from ground pork products.

Goddago: I have to go.

Whachoolookinat?: What are you looking at? (Often a challenge).

Nint Shtreet: Ninth Street.

Samson Shtreet: Sansom Street.

Dah Iggles: Philadelphia Eagles.

Lannic Ciddy: Atlantic City.

Casina: Casino.

Coughfee: Coffee.

Siddy Haw: City Hall.

Lie-berry: Library.

Cump-nee: Company.

Baff-room: Bathroom. Ice-ning: Icing.

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philly’s hidden masterpiece idden in almost plain site is one of Philadelphia’s best public art projects. In fact, it’s so special that it was almost bought for $9 million and moved to Vegas. However, despite sitting just steps from some of Philadelphia’s most popular tourist attractions, few know that it’s there. That’s because this large glass mosaic sits in the lobby of a turn-ofthe-century office building, relegated to near-forgotten status by even the savviest locals. For the few that find it, however, it’s a hidden gem worth visiting again and again. “The Dream Garden,” as the piece is known, sits in the lobby of The Curtis Center, a mere block away from Independence Hall, and was built in 1910 as the headquarters of The Curtis Publishing Company, the publisher of The Saturday Evening Post, Ladies Home Journal, and several other publications. Building designers felt that a large white wall in the lobby needed some sort of mural, and hired artist Maxfield Parrish for the design. While not widely known today, Parrish was one of the most popular artists of the early 20th century. In fact, Norman Rockwell, whose work often graced the cover of Curtis Publishing’s Saturday Evening Post, once referred to Parrish as “my idol.”

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Several years after being asked to design a mural for the lobby, Louis C. Tiffany accepted Parrish’s second design. Six months and one million pieces of glass later, The Dream Garden was put on display in New York City. After being seen by thousands and getting rave reviews from the New York art community, the piece was disassembled and carefully reassembled in the lobby of Philly’s Curtis Center. The Dream Garden remains to this day. The mosaic is 15-feet high, 49-feet long, and comprised of over 100,000 pieces of Tiffany glass in 260 different colors. Until 2007, when the Wing Lung Bank Mural in Alhambra, California surpassed it, The Dream Garden was the largest glass mural in the country. It still stands as one of only three glass mosaic projects completed by Tiffany and is arguably the company’s largest piece. With the main entrance to The Curtis Center having moved to Walnut Street, The Dream Garden feels hidden away inside the building. In some ways, though, it makes the piece feel that much more special. In fact, the neglected feeling of the area in many ways fits the hidden garden imagery in the mosaic. So, the next time you’re in Old City, take the short walk over to The Curtis

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he screaming jet engine of a Boeing 747 as it flies past my line of vision has never given me a better feeling of home. Passing at 30 feet above my head, this four-engine, 975,000-pound “jumbo jet” gracefully maneuvers its way to the ground. I sit on the hood of my car, staring up and imagining. This is the one place to get it all out, write it all down. Cargo City is my “home away from home.” Sometimes, I’ll just drive through the 9-mile stretch of road to clear my head, calm my nerves, or think things through. When just a passing by doesn’t suffice, I’ll pull over to the side of the road, get out of my car, and wait. Planes usually fly in around every ten minutes. Some days, I’ll sit and watch a couple, other days I’ll stay for hours and lose count after the tenth plane. This was one of those days. While I’m waiting, I begin to think. Jet-fuel’s aroma permeating the area leaves me with a sense of ease. I’m sixyears-old again. “Nothing will ever be as bad as it seems.” That’s what daddy used to say as he held me on his shoulders while we waited on the next plane to come. They were giant creatures back then, identical, steady, and screeching above us. My father and I used to come here once a week. As we stood behind the rusty and eroded chain-linked fence, he would hold me high on his shoulders. We would only stay for an hour or so, but it felt like much more as I cherished every minute in his presence. This was the only daddy-and-me time that we had. I thought he wanted to take a break from chasing around the ball of electricity that I was, but he used this weekly trip as an opportunity to talk to me about the things that he turned out to be too afraid to say when I got older… The first plane passes over my head. I start to think about how growing up is not something that I’m ready for.

I’ve been coming here for fifteen years, but I still feel like a child. I wonder if the people that are just landing at Philadelphia International Airport have ever felt the same; if the businessmen and women on that flight have ever wanted to stay eighteen forever, if they’re wondering if the path they chose in life is what’s right for them. Would they have done things differently if they could? I wonder if they ever feel like taking a “personal health day” and miss that big presentation that can make or break them because they’d been so worked up over it. Do they question what the point is, after all the stress it’s caused them? Do the people at the airport hotels sit alone in their rooms contemplating if they had made the right decisions; if they can salvage their marriages, help their kids? Do any of them question, like I do, if this is really the way life should be lived? Thousands of lives hurtle down I-95 in their steel boxes with aluminum body panels, all heading somewhere, but do any of them really know where? It seems like people are unconsciously in a restless race to the grave. Plane number two flies in ten minutes later. “You can do anything you put your mind to as long as you work hard at it and put in 110%,” goes through my head as glassy tears begin to surface. What if the 110% isn’t good enough, dad? I’ve been giving my all at this little thing called “life” and I don’t seem to be reaping the benefits of all the effort and energy that it’s costing me. So far, this hasn’t turned out to be what I had envisioned. Did the person flying the airplane dream of becoming a pilot when he was a kid, or is flying an airplane a job he fell back on because he failed at becoming what he really wanted to be? I don’t have a backup plan; I have nothing to fall back on. If I fail at what I’ve been passionate about for years, I have nothing.

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The Boeing 747 is one of the fastest planes in the world. Traveling at a speed of up to 567 mph, I could fly from here to California in five and a half hours. I pack my most valued possessions in one small carry-on bag. A suitcase full of clothes is put into the cargo hold as I board the plane, ticket scanned. As we take off, I smile; this is the first time I’m not worried about all the problems that Philadelphia has so graciously handed to me. With the seat back and the tray table in its upright position, the giant, hollow craft barrels down the runaway like a bullet. I can feel the tilt forward and the wheels lift up from the ground as the plane plummets upward, catching the wind, slanting the sleek metal wings. My ears pop and I take a deep breath, the seat belt sign illuminates with a “bing.” Leaning against the armrest, I pull up the window shade and gaze down at a parked car and the vague image of a man with a little girl on his shoulders. As the altitude increases and Philly starts to vanish, I’m ready to welcome the big, scary unknown with open arms when suddenly the roaring engine wakes me, as the next plane is directly overhead. I sit on the hood of my car, staring up, and imagining.

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dear post: John Buchanan and his sister Ginny, Philadelphia, 1965

ongratulations on your rebirth and taking your first steps, some 200 years later. I myself was born and raised in Philadelphia’s leafy suburb of Andorra in 1958 with my four sisters. My mom and dad were both born in Philly, having met at Ursinus College. I went to Shawmont Elementary, Central High School, and then West Chester University. Ever since I was a kid I’ve tried to pattern myself off of Ben Franklin. Always fancying myself as his reincarnation, I patterned my business

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