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January 11-20, 2011

yeah bill ! i remember the panullos's jo jo and johny .they played back at the boys club . they played a lot of soccer.they were a lot of great ball players back then whitey roberts was one of them i could lise a slew of guys who were great athletes. frank .
FRANK MARGIOTTI, north wales [01-20-2011]

Billy Barardi was the lead trumpet player in my grandfather's band--LuigeneGiorno's band. He was an excellent musician & a nice person.Lou Giorno
lou giorno, lou from burbs [01-20-2011]

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Hey, Does anyone remember "Bakers" drug store in cowtown .... the Bakers were wonderful people especially Mr. Baker a kinder man you could never meet ... Mrs. Baker was nice but, very stern ... Mr. Baker made you feel welcome no matter how old you were and whether or not you were with your parents ..he was always good natured and just very sweet. rosemarie
rosemarie hite malageri [01-20-2011]

Kodner's Drug Store was on the NW corner of Wayne & Seymour, not Manheim. In our day, it had a soda fountain where I used to get vanilla Cokes and on Sunday nights we'd get a pint of ice cream to share among the 3 of us while we watched Ed Sullivan. There were 2 or 3 pay phones at Kodners that we used before we had a phone. The owner was Jake Kodner and he was one tough cookie. On the SW corner was a beer distributor and there was a cemented, unfenced yard behind the building where kids played wall ball and in the street they played half ball, with a broomstick & pimple balls cut in half. Next door to the beer distributor was a grocery store and next to that was D'Ambrosio's Tailor. The grocery store at Tacoma & Manheim was owned, in the late 60s-early 70s by a German family who had come to the US via Canada as DPs, penniless, after WWII. One Christmas I got them to order a duck for me to roast and they agreed on condition that I gave them the duck fat, which was, to them, a delicacy. At Seymour & Tacoma, in an old storefront, was the newspaper distribution point, where paper boys (always boys!) would gather to pick up their bundles and go off to deliver them, rain, snow, sleet or hail. I'd wait for the 53 trolley at the corner of Wayne & Seymour and if I put my ear to the pole, I could hear the trolley coming before I could see it. BTW, even though there are no more trolley cars in Philadelphia, there are heaps of them in Melbourne, called 'trams', exactly the same model as the old 23 and 53 trolleys we used to depend on for mobility. Remember what it was like to drive on the trolley tracks, trying to straddle the tracks, rather than drive in them. I was so used to the 'clunk, clunk' as the 53 went over the join in the track out front of our place that when I moved away, the quiet was deafening. In the 50s, milk was still delivered in bottles and in winter the cream would separate out and freeze and the top would pop off, so when you went out to collect it in the morning, there was a fluffy icy crust sticking out of the top of the bottle. My mom used to hard boil two eggs for me on really cold mornings and I'd hold one in each gloved hand, inside my pockets, to keep my hands warm as I walked to SFA. I remember the shoemaker, too, across the street on the odd side of Wayne Ave, below Seymour. In those days, I was so shy I had to have a note to tell him what needed doing and another note when I went back to pick up the shoes. Hard to imagine now!
Banished Blogger [01-20-2011]

The restaurant which used to be GUMP'S id now called CAFFETTE - serves a full menu - very good.
denise Duckworth Tumelty [01-20-2011]

>John Payne - Gump's was a little hoagie shop on Ardleigh St. just south of Hartwell Lane. It is still there as a Chestnut Hill restaurant & is still small. I can not call up the name right now (senior moment) but will post when I do. I don't remember any particular stories. After all it was a group of Catholic school academy girls. What could we possibly have done - except maybe smoke - which of course was forbidden. How bad were we??
denise Duckworth Tumelty [01-20-2011]

CMM: You and Joe Lynch are true wordsmiths.. You don't need no doctor[Ray Charles] and you are a great interlocutor. The use of the word "interlocutor" was a great word in the context of your message and I did get your drift. You have lived in Indonesia and The Outback in Australia,you know how to survive. Indonesians are tough people,look what they did to the Commies in the 60's. I would never want to play games with General Suharto and his cohorts. Now you are living in that mystical or mysterious place,"The Outback". Would Germantowners be more comfortable in The Bush or would they be on a better track in The Outback? Which place would be the best for wildlife- wild horses and birds? An exotic bird in The Outback might be worth 2 in The Bush. I wonder which spot Crocodile Dundee likes? John Payne and I do not take umbrage with your blogs,and I am looking forward to more blogs from Down-under.
JBS [01-20-2011]

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I always thought we lived in the suburbs when I went to the Park (Fernhill). No trolley noise, bars, stores,Goo, only a park guard for protection, real green bushes, some trails; friendships were to be made. tennis, softball, bball, grazin' on the grass (the real stuff!), your mom calling you home for dinner, the same kids (Al Patrizzi, Norm Leinheiser, Johnny Powell,Neil McElroy,Snooky (not that one),John Fries, Tommy, my quiet brother,JBS,other assorted characters who came and went casually. When Norman Leinheiser died in a car accident, one October Sunday (1957), we grew up faster than we wanted to. He dated my next-door neighbor, Carole Middleton, and they would both lounge on the porch in the evenings (any Roy Orbison song will do here) as I tried to see what they were up to. (Hey, I was 12, ... and they weren't up to much: no education here.)We lived so close to the Middletons, just a wall separating two families, yet we knew very little about each other. In the 1950s Catholics like us had Catholics as friends. That's just the way it was. SFA supplied your friends, after school sports, social activities--a kind of siege mentality that we Catholics were in a Protestant land and we should keep to ourselves. This parochialism did not prevent Ronnie Manzo and James Christopher from ruining Fitler School's Play Day and stealing all their tickets one year--1956) Sister Grace was not happy with that raid--though she was quick to forgive anything the boys in her classes did.I think she brought the two boys into school on a Saturday to clap erasers and shine the classroom floor with rags. Nothing would please Sister Grace Winifred more than to spend Saturday with kids she taught. Still, with a nickel in your pocket for a candy bar, a few more cents for a soda, you might be long gone for that day. Somebody's mother would invite you to lunch (David Byrne's mother made the best cream cheese and jelly sandwiches.) or mooch (thumbs up!)somebody's leftover lunch. Anyway, the days weren't always halcyon, but that's the way I like to remember them.
Joe Lynch/Too Lazy to Work, Too Slow to Steal [01-20-2011]

To Annon: There were two stores in the vicinity of Wayne and Manheim, that you could say were drug stores. One was Lane Collins Drugs which was located on theWest side of Wayne Ave next to the big bank building and that was an actual pharmacy and dispensed prescriptions. The other was Solar's which was located on the South East corner of Wayne & Manheim. It was a fountain store the sold magazines, newspapers, cigaretts, etc. But did not dispense medications. It was operated by old man Solar. Who was a fine man and a gentleman,and his son in law who shall we say did not have such a pleasant personality. I speak with some experience on this Because I was born and raised not more than 50 feet from either store. Hope this helps. Lou Pauzano
Louis F Pauzano, Sr, 69' South Phila [01-20-2011]

Joe DiPasquale: If you go onto Facebook and under (search) type: Karen Bishop..you will find a lovely picture of Karen Bishop-Hammond, who resembles and older sister of the young actress Natalie Wood, from the sixties..Perhaps this could be the woman you dated back in Germantown....earlier before you went into the Service.....I hope I have helped the mystery....Linda P>S> It does not state where she lives or lived.e.g. the Shore points.....maybe?
L.Fontana [01-20-2011]

Lou - was Spence's the hardware store at Gtn. and Seymore ? Also, on our numerous treks up the avenue from lower Germantown we had to stop at another candy store called Youngs - it was about halfway up to Chelton and we always stopped for their rock candy.
Bill, Eastsider [01-20-2011]

CMM: My cousin, Joanna's best friend is Gloria Mairon-Masorli, it was her grandpop who was killed in "G"town, back in the days you mentioned...it was a horrific murder/robbery/ Felice took care of the church...the kids who 'axed' him literally and figuratively'..were only like ten or eleven yrs.old.and couldn't be tried as adults....they're probably living among us still...scary, eh? Hope you are safe and (dry) in the Queensland...Most Respectfully, Linda "F">
L.Fontana [01-20-2011]

Kodner's Pharmacy was at the corner of Wayne Avenue & Seymour St.
MEK [01-20-2011]

The drug store at Manheim & Wayne Ave was Solars, address 184 Manheim Street, the drug store on Wayne Ave just south of Manheim was Lane Collins drug store, later Lou's (Cetrillo)drug store, address 5054 Wayne Ave, the drug store at Wayne Ave and Seymore Street was Kodner's, address 5000 Wayne Ave.
Bill H. [01-20-2011]

Joe D.> I got a picture of the 58 team from Razz. Charlie McGeehan, Tommy Razz, etc., but not the 57 Lynch/Haas team.
John Payne [01-20-2011]

I think the name was Coupe's flowers.
anonymous [01-20-2011]

I haven't posted here in a very long time but Mr. Payne's request for an anecdote from Waterview jogged my memory. I was 9 years old and playing on my first organized baseball team - The Shamrocks coached by a seminarian named Don Cooney. The year was 1953. I was playing 2nd base and weighed all of about 55 pounds. Charles "Brother" Prozillo was playing for the other team. I can't remember whether it was Waterview Rec or a Holy Rosary team. Brother drew a walk and was on first base. On the next pitch, Brother took off for 2nd base. The throw from our catcher was very high and I had to leap high in the air to get it. It's pretty easy to figure out what happened next. Brother and the ball arrived at 2nd simultaneously with my 55 pound body suspended in mid air. Brother, whose left leg weighed about 55 pounds at the time, hit me right in the midsection. My body went toward center field, my glove went into right field, and the ball was rolling around somewhere in between. I remember turning my head and seeing the ball rolling and imagining it was my head. I heard the umpire yell "Safe" and I remember thinking I'd like to get a 2nd opinion on that one. It was a clean play on Brother's part - he did exactly what we were coached to do back in those days - but it didn't make me feel better at the time. Brother was preparing for his future days on the gridiron, I guess. I heard that Brother was having some health issues recently. I truly hope he is well today. I am sure he has no recollection of the impression he left on me - both literally and figuratively.I have a few more about Waterview, John, but I will have to wait for my memory to fit all of the pieces together.
Andy Anderson, ics '58/cdhs '62, usn '62 -'66 [01-20-2011]

Talking about shoe makers,dose any one remember Billy the shoemaker.He had a shop on Wakefield st.,he also played and tought the trumpet.His shop was next door to my Uncle Vito's steak shop called B&L Steaks,which was across the St.from KNOTTS Tavern Bill Leo
Bill Leonardo [01-18-2011]

Dose any one remember the Panullos's family?They lived on E Ashmead st.in the late 30's and early 40's they were great athlets,especially JO JO,If any one out there knows of them please let me know. thanks Bill Leo
Bill Leonardo, I'm 82,was from gtn. now live in Hamilton nj [01-18-2011]

Oops. I recently mentioned that I have a new friend named Joey Grasso, and that he was either from the East side, or Nicetown. My msitake. I saw Joey last night. He is from 22nd and Venango.
John Payne [01-18-2011]

Having traveled extensively, I look back at growing up in Germantown and realize what beautiful architecture exists there. The row houses all had their own similarity, yet, uniqueness. The churches celebrate our higher authority with grandness; the libraries urge us to remain in silence and learn from others. The parks give us freedom to play, and the mansions, the desire to work harder. All the arts surround you in Germantown, if you just take the time to look. How lucky we all are.
MEK (female) [01-18-2011]

To Bill--I remember jane's candy store-you're right it took her forever to wait on her customers--she had snotty attitude with her service--I only went to her store when Chick ran out of licorice-She said"we only see you when Chick runs out of licorice" Do you remember Spence's hardware store-I never could figure out if the odd odor in the store was the owner or the store itself. Lou G
lou giorno, lou from burbs [01-18-2011]

The drug store at Wayne and Manheim was kodner's
anonymous [01-18-2011]

To Naomi Vitelli: I don't know of anyone in our family that may have owned a florist business in Germantown. Maybe a long lost cousin or something like that but nobody in our immediate family. I have had many inquiries into the Cupo name as I've gotten older because it isn't a common last name, and I never realized just how many Cupo's there were in the Delaware Valley that I'm not related to.
Bill Cupo, Immaculate Grad "65". C.D. "69"- Haines st 1300 Block [01-18-2011]

You mean there was more than one Dead Man's Hill for sledding in Gtn.? At Fernhill Park, a man certainly died on the spot (or so we were told) that became, a few years later, the Expressway to Center City. Howcome we would sled all day/all night and not get cold. The most fun I ever had in my life was playing football in 10 inches (?) of snow with my brother Tommy and David Byrne--who always beat me in Monopoly of a summer afternoon.(Hotels on Boardwalk, damn!) Like the Hollow for some, that Park holds the key memories of our lives. My mother knew where I was--shootin' 'em up with Jack Brogan, trying to get picked on the big guys' team so I could play on the basket with a net. Every night was Showtime. You had to bring your best game to beat Schmitty, Pat McIlhinney,Duncan Hubley, Bill Haas, Bill Mulvey,Pat and Leroy Kelly and Irv and friends. (Who else? Let me know.)John Fowler, Steve Belczak, John Fries. Old Italian men played pinochle, summer started with swings and Miss Betty, counselor; if we were good, they'd let us help them take down the swings. For some reason, they built this stone fireplace on a hill. You'd meet some very interesting (!) people there, CMM.We kids would beg for donuts at the Army gun placements. They did everything they could to destroy that park--the Army, the Expressway, road barriers, park guards who wouldn't let you curse or sit on the backs of the bench (Fred). But, pinochle endured, softball on the tennis courts, handball, water-ices from Dave's Pharmacy,even errant kissing and hook-ups, even.
Joe Lynch, Stranger in a Strange Land [01-18-2011]

Is it possible that shoemakers/cobblers kept birds inside their shop as an indicator of odorless, deadly fumes.....such as the "canary in the coal mine" theory? If bird "drops over", there must be something bad in the air. The reason I ask is that a local shoe repair shop in Deerfield Beach also houses birds.....parakeets. Just asking.
Lorraine (Cupo) Kelly, fl; ic '55; cdhs '59 [01-18-2011]

Aha! Got it. Waterview then, was the one on Chelten, near the Church, Immaculate (Heart? Conception?). That is where Jimmy Kehan and I boarded a bus to go to Camp William Penn. (I have some stories about that also). Watertower was at Ardleigh, so then, that was the one that had an outdoor ice skating rink in the winter, yes? If that is it, and I believe it is, that is where Dick Masterson taught me to ice skate for the first time. One time, when I finally got verticle, and was inching my way around the rink with some trepidation, I suddenly saw Dicky coming toward me full speed. I thought this was going to be painful when Dicky abruptly cocked his skates to the sides of the blades, causing a spray of ice, and coming to a complete stop. I was very impressed. My next ice skating venture wasn't until twenty plus years later at the center city outdoor rink, and the Wissahickon indoor rink, where I learned again how to navigate the ice, but with a bit more precision that time. We (Germantown friends, the O'Donnells, the Clares, the Whites and many others) spent a winter going to the Wissahickon Club on Sunday evenings, and then back to one of the couple's homes afterwards for drinks and snacks. That too was a very nice time...it was the early to mid 1970's. We were in our late twenties and early thirties.
John Payne [01-18-2011]

Joe Lynch: I am happy to see that you and CMM are still posting on this site. Your last post was expansive,citing individuals that you knew from sports. You and I had different educational backgrounds. You were taught by those nice guys,The Christian Brothers and my cogitive thinking was developed by The Jesuits who emphasized the intellectual,the moral,and being well-rounded. The Jesuits were founded by Ignatius Loyola,a military general,and one does not graduate from a Jesuit School devoid of discipline. In urban-basketball,one had to be diciplined and focused to win. I was never one-dimensional or provincial since I was a playground rat and played all over the city. Many of these playgrounds were rough including The Queen Lane Project which was not far from Fernhill and The Hollow where you played. The Jesuits taught me world-history and The Theories of War. Sun Tzu,Clausewitz,and Machiavelli knew all about war. A lot of those guys at Fernhill were not concerned about the battle on the court but getting their points with the ladies off the court. I recall one afternoon that you had a major disagreement with Linn Wilson at Fernhill and it was not about basketball. Being cool-headed and a man of peace,I intervened. Linn was really upset and at a later date pulled a Bogart move on me and I was forced into a counter-punch modem. In your last post,you talked about Frank Felice who was called Sharpy[the dresser] by your old coach,Bobby Goo Guarinello. Frank F. was smart but he did not know how to spell pass but he sure knew how to spell "Dress". That dude could really rag it. Before the game,he would be getting dressed like he was going on stage. At SFA, I was a guard and he was a forward,guess who got more shots? Joe! You sure drank a lot of soda at Moe's[HH] and Fernhill. At The Hollow,after The Goo hustled me in PIG,I never was a runner for him and bought him a Frank's with my Quarter. You and The Fernhill guys also drank mucho soda at the grocery store on Abbottsford after games. Your friend,Neal McElroy,must have gotten a sugar-rush since he was always kicking even on the court. Give my regards to Duncan Hubley and Dave Heil wants to talk to him about Manheim U,the old corner at Wissy&Manheim. Keep posting and your students thinking-cognitively and critically.
John Brutus Schmitt [01-18-2011]

Just as the lower part of Germantown had the Kelly brothers (Leroy NFL & Harold "Pat" MLB -- I guess where they grew up was at least borderline G-town?), the upper part (and over to the right, a little) had the Sojourner brothers. Willie (ABA) and Mike (NBA) played pro basketball. They lived right across the street from Waterview. In terms of pro accomplishments, they pale in comparison with the Kellys, but still . . . Two brothers in the pros. Nothing to elicit Gesundheit over, right?
Ted Silary [01-18-2011]

A discovery. I don't know if I mentioned on here that my wife, Cher, is up north for a few months watching our new grand daughter. Three months down, one to go. I have discovered that I am a slob. To every guy who ever said, "Hey, I do things around here too"; no, you don't.
John Payne [01-18-2011]

JP, tell Razz we loved the 50's tribute but we must be readt to accept that some will accuse us of being frozen in 57, uneducated, wearing blinkers or whose clock has stopped. I would prefer those simpler times at that young age opposed to what our kids are facing today.
Gman [01-18-2011]

Joe D.>I cannot believe that I do not remember Karen Bishop, especially since you dated her for two years. I do remember you going to Margate to meet a girlfriend, and I even remember making the trip with you one time, but I have a blank spot in recalling Karen. So, you left Karen to go into the Marines with me. Hmmm, that's the first time I've been accused of stealing a guy from a girl. Do me a favor Joe; keep that one under your hat. :0)
John Payne [01-18-2011]

Denise> "Going to Gump's for Hoagies". I don't know where Gump's is/was, but a place with a name that great has to have some stories attached to it. Details please.
John Payne [01-18-2011]

Anonymous: Re:drugstores. Wayne and Manheim (NW corner) was Kodner's, unless I'm wrong and that was Wayne and Seymour. I'm not familiar with the other one. The one at Wayne and Wyneva was Friedberg's (sp); worked there for awhile, as did Margie Tippet.
anonymous [01-18-2011]

Thanks to everyone for the update in the locations of Watertower and Waterview. I knew this gang would update me quickly, maybe even a few anecdotes to accompany the locations.
John Payne [01-18-2011]

John Payne,did you get the photo from Joe Razz of our 1957 CYO St.Francis team?
Joe DiPasquale [01-18-2011]

Solars was the name of the drug store at Wayne Ave. and Manheim street. I guess you talking about Charlie Ducilli who went to and played for Temple University. He was great scorer, but his team could hardly compete with Appalachia State made up of nary one American born player in a time when few Americans could play with the foreign born player.
Duncan Hubley, McKean Avenue. I am 71. [01-18-2011]

To John Payne. Thank you for your kind words RE: Joe Shimph I look at all of our Patriotic WARRIORS to be hero's. My son is a Gulf War Vet. I will take your words with me and do whatever I can to support ANY AND ALL Veterans. Thank you my friend.
Joe Graber, Dr Dr gimme the news [01-17-2011]

Anonymous: Right on about the Jersey Tomatoes. The markets down here have beatiful tomatoes, and some not so beautiful, which they call "ugly ripe" and for which they charge extra. The truth is however, that I believe they just purchase a few cases of styrofoam balls from Michael's Art Supplies, and paint them red. They are dreadful, pulpy, dry and tasteless. I tried to grow some of my own, first in the ground, then via planters, but to no avail. I've concluded that it is not only the soil, but the water that contributes to their taste. And,(never start a sentence with And Mr. Payne) Philly tomatoes, well, we used to like to search for them at Trinity Dance, Gaillards, and the Hot Shoppe. They too were the best in the country. The last one I found has lasted me forty-five years so far ;)
John Payne [01-17-2011]

Sally Moore Quinlan: It is always good to have more woman-bloggers on this site. Women have different perspectives on issues,especially in matters of relationships,marriage, and friendships. I knew many people on this site from various basketball courts and I learned here that they had interesting lives off the court. Joe DiPasquale dated a women who looked like Natalie Wood,a woman of slavic beauty since her parents were from Ukraine and Russia. Recently,Joe Lynch from Fernhill Park,exhibited unadulterated gallantry in his support of his Australian friend,Catharine Manning Muir whom you probaly know.. This fellow Joe is truly cavalier and chivalrous. We have also talked about Bill Haas whom you knew and went to his wedding. I was saddened to hear Mrs. Haas was not enthusiastic about his marriage to a lady of another faith. My mother is a devout Irish-Catholic and very tolerant. She always accepted the girl-friends' and wives' religions of her sons. My brothers and I learned from our mother to be comfortable with women,no matter where they worship for church or temple. My brothers and I did not care about the size or shape of women,whether they were short or tall, thin or a little corpulent. We did not care about their dance-style-cha-cha or the twist. It was of no consequnce if they came from Argentina,Ireland or Salt Lake City. The women in Salt Lake were mostly Mormon and do not approve of drinking. A glass can be half-full or half empty. Women are like fine-wine and good wine is more apealing when the glass is not full. I am simply stating that all women are beautiful since they were created by God. I do not want to be blasphemous but I saw some ugly cats in the back-alleys in Germantown. I am getting closer to The Castle in The Sky and I must confess that women can be difficult to understand. Back in the day,I knew a Femme Fatale and she stated,"Men Should Not Try To Understand Women,Only Give Them Love". This profound woman's favorite philosopher was Plato and she read Russian History and found Katherine The Great to be very interesting. Germantown guys usually stayed home and did not travel to The Main Line where The Beau Brummels courted The Main Line Ingenues.
JBS [01-17-2011]

I hope this will work for everyone. Joe Razzano (Razz)sent this to me. It is a short video of many of the things we discuss on this site. Enjoy, if it works. http://oldfortyfives.com/TakeMeBackToTheFifties.htm
John Payne [01-17-2011]

Joe DiPasquale, yes I remember Karen Bishop. I know I have a picure with Claudia and the bridesmades in front of Caudia's house at North Carolina and Pacific. I, had a copy of the Atlantic City Press that said: Billy Haas gets a wife and Casey, too." I haven't seen them since I moved.
Sally Moore Quinlan [01-17-2011]

At the corner of Woodlawn and Morris was another shoemaker---Zayon's---he taught my grandfather how to sole shoes for his 8 kids during the depression-his son GIL became a denist had a office over H&H on G-town Ave---a great improvement over the STARR CLINIC---
vera carey canavan, st. vincents class of 1956Another G-town shoemaker [01-17-2011]

John Payne - not to worry. Water Tower was up in Chestnut Hill on Hartwell Lane (off of Germantown Ave) and Ardleigh St; the more well know Waterview was behind Holy Rosary Church at Haines & Belfield and took up the whole block of Haines St, McMahon St, Price St, and Musgrave St.
Vince Sesso, West Deptford NJ [01-17-2011]

Waterview playground on a hot August afternoon. Pack up your swimsuit and walk the 7 or 8 blocks in the searing afternoon heat back Chelten Ave. to the Shrine and turn left. The pool awaits - girls swim together in one group, boys in another. How glorious it feels to cool off and play in the water with the cousins. We walk home refreshed and happy back to Stafford St. and maybe turn the fireplug on later. A day in the life.........

does anyone remmber the names of the two drug stores on wayne ave one was at the corner of wayne & manhime st the other was across the st next to the old manhime trust building
anonymous [01-17-2011]

Loe Melchiorre> I just read your post again. You mentioned that when nuns came into the shop, Johnny put a towel over them. You mean the birds right? :)
John Payne [01-17-2011]

Love the creamed dried beef over broccoli recipe
denise Duckworth Tumelty [01-17-2011]

John Payne, Watertower was in Chestnut Hill.
anonymous [01-17-2011]

John Payne - Watertower was/is on Hartwell Lane in Chestnut Hill - still very active. Waterview was closer to the Chew & Chelten area - not exactly sure where. Cecilian's basketball team used to practice & play there since we did not have a gym. I think we alternated between the two. Would go to Gump's for hoagies after practice at Watertower. Germantown stretches north.
Denise Duckworth Tumelty [01-17-2011]

Attention john Bruce Schmitt on 1-08-11 you talking with Naomi Vitelli about Wayne Armstrong. In 1960 Wayne and I were among a group of car nuts that started a Hot Rod Car Club. The clubs name was the Philadelphia ELIMINATORS.We did our racing at Hatfield and Atco. I had 1959 Chevy 2door Belair. I never lost a race at Hatfield. I lost 2 races at ATCO. When we would go to Hatfield WAYNE would always lend me his racing slicks. club house was a large garage located behind St. Francis of Assisi Convent. The entrance was on royal street just north of Logab street. We only stayed there for one year because the NUNS complained about all the noise. I first met Wayne at the Hot Shope at Broad and Godfrey. Each night we would meet at the Hot Shope and then we would go to the Hot Shope next to Tastycake bakery on Huntingpark. Then we would go up to BIG BOYS on the Blvd. We would usually pick up a few races at the Meadows. If it was a real slow night we would head for Pattision Ave in South Philly. The last time I saw WAYNE he was working as a wreck chaser in Mt. Airy and Cheatnut Hill. I was on Highway Patrol working a motorcycle traffic enforcement beat in Mt. Airy I car ran a red light and the driver turned out to be Wayne Armstrong. This happened in 1963. It was the last time I seen or heard of him. Bud Ballard
Bud Ballard [01-17-2011]

Jim Logue: I appreciated the information on your grandfather Owen
Jack McHugh [01-17-2011]

Bill:Thank you for the correction of the name
Jack McHugh [01-17-2011]

I left Germantown in 1975, after my stepfather was murdered and my mother died, all within a space of 4 months. However, I have many happy memories, especially lazy summer days doing nothing except watching JL play basketball, tennis etc at Fernhill Park or sitting before the open fire at night, or watching the Roosevelt Extension to the Schulykill Expressway be constructed through the park and then being the first to walk its length (remember that, Joe?). My life in the 60s centered around that, around dancing and the Jean Williams Ballet School and Theater, and aound the LaSalle College Masque and Music Theater. However, Mike's murder, followed soon after by the murder of Felice Mairon (spelling?) were manifestations of the rot that destroyed the Wayne Ave/ Happy Hollow neighborhood. Nothing remains except memories and contacts with old friends and classmates, not too many of whom I can find on Facebook. I find FB a safe mode of communication, where I can filter traffic & deny access to any unwanted interlocutors (JBS, like that word?). Old friends and classmates, and new friends via this blog, please link up with me via FB. Also, please note that I have never met and do not wish to be linked in any manner to JMcK. Anything he writes about me--pro or con--is strictly off his own bat and most unwelcome.
Catherine Manning Muir [01-17-2011]

I tell a lie. Jack Brogan has repaid me a thousand times over for buying his Lucky Strikes at Zemlin's Pharmacy. He taught me how to play basketball which changed my life and gave me an education at LaSalle. Who knows what I would have become without the Christian Brothers. Goo taught me too, how to be tough, aggressive, take no prisoners. So did the elegance of Sonny Kennedy affect so many of us at the Hollow. Billy Kelly taught goofiness and fun on the court. Schmitty was monomaniacal on the court so you'd always chose him on your side in pickup games. Even those girls from St.Francis around 1957-58 taught us grit and concentration and excellence as a team. Frank Felice would pass the ball to you. Peter Brooks showed me how to jump off the wall and dunk the ball in the old gym. Jackie Walsh broke his arm, so Jack Brogan's 8th grade team never won the championship in 1955 (?). All in all, you could learn a lot about sports, people, backing off, getting along, wearing the right sneakers (Converse All Stars), staying out of sight, picking up the crumbs, shining when your moment came, learning about life, not to mention storing these memories for 50 years. When I saw Domm Raff's blog last week, he brought back great memories, even though I wasn't ever in his crowd and I hardly had anything to say to the older guys in those days. It was a kind of Lake Wobegone childhood where all of the children were above average!
Joe Lynch, aka Billy Pilgrim [01-17-2011]

John Payne: Water Tower Playground is in Chestnut Hill at the end of the #23 trolly route. Waterview is in East Germantown. I forget the streets but Waterview had some great basketball guys back then. Johnny Herrera the great La Salle halfback, hung out at Waterview I think.

Joe Melchiored: I would bet those two black minah birds were the same birds that lived in Nick's Bar. Nick had them flying all over the bar and some days you didn't have anything to do so you taught one of the birds to speak. They didn't say, "Polly want a cracker," either. One of them would say, "So's your old man!" with all the proper inflection. I can't think of another bird quote that I could repeat here. I loved the nun's story. I can see Louey running all over to cover them. He was a really funny guy and a great bartender.

John Yanni, alias Louey Shoey (I think Goo gave him that name in Nick's one day) told us this story. He said cows sleep on their feet at night. He said we could go up to Buck's County, find a farm, find some cows and sneak up and knock them over. He called that cow tipping. We were not in good shape as we headed up the Roosevelt Boulevard at 4:00 but Louey said we were gonna' have a great time cow tipping. I had never been very close to a cow. I remember thinking how big they are and how I might not like to get one angry. Louey didn't either. He just patted a few and we came home.
Jack Brogan, I have a statue on my fron lawn. I big snowman. [01-17-2011]

Lou Giorno - do you also remember Jane's candy store on Gtn between Clapier and Seymore. It took her so long to walk from the back of the store you could have robbed the place blind. Good candy but couldn't compare to Chicks on the other side of the avenue. Remember standing in front of that glass candy counter and trying to decide how you wanted to spend your 5 cents ?
Bill, Eastsider [01-17-2011]

Linda F.> Re: those middle class craftsmen, and blue collar task doers of our day, they really haven't gone away, they are just transformed into folks who repair our hard drives. A tad less romantic I grant you, but the day will come when they are all meeting via their avatars in some holgram cafe, and longing for the day of the floppy disc, and the cpu tower. Now mind you, the smell of burning electric wires isn't quite as satisfying as glue and shoe leather. We had the best of it.
John Payne [01-17-2011]

Tracy Peterson> I never went to Camp Indiandale, but I believe one or two of my older brothers did. I did get to do a two week stint at Camp William Penn with Jimmy Kehan one summer. That was sponsored via Happy Hollow, not the boys club. Speaking of older brothers, I chuckled when you said your looked forward to getting your GBC membership card for JUST $5.00. I used to get mine for JUST $0.10 You really know how to hurt a guy. :)
John Payne [01-17-2011]

Cow tipping or cow pushing is the purported activity of sneaking up on a sleeping, upright cow and pushing it over for fun. As cattle do not sleep standing up, cow tipping is a myth.
John Fleming, Tampa Bay, Florida [01-17-2011]

Click here for guidance

waterview is at hanes & musgrave and watertower is in chestnuthill I think!
geoge greene, retired in gilbertsville [01-17-2011]

Joe Melchiorre: I remember Johnny Yanni's shop at Keyser and Seymour Sts. That wasn't the shop we used but it was just a few doors away from one of the great G'town triplexes where a couple lasses named Patricia O'Malley, an Irish lass with dark hair and blue eyes, and Sally Dixon, a tall blond, (she must have been at least four feet six), lived. Two of the early twinkles that found their way to my eye. This was early grade school, maybe fourth or fifth grade. They became playmates for a brief time before moving away again. Alas, they moved away befor we were old enough to move on to more advanced games.
John Payne [01-17-2011]

JBS > I agree with you that CMM should stay on the site and continue posting, and I believe she will. She is a bright woman, with several friends who visit here. I think we all have taken umbrage to a comment from time to time on this site, but it is important to remember, as I mentioned once before, the written word can at times seem much more harsh than intended. Unlike an in person exchange wherein one can assess the full value of what is being said via, physical expression, and intonation. Okay, enough of that, Im starting to bore myself.
John Payne [01-17-2011]

Rosemarie (HM) ThanXs. :)
anonymous [01-17-2011]

GBC alum some more facts about soccer. Temple has been in the top 25 soccer teams once (1985) in past 40 years-this is as far back as NCAA go. Appalachian State 4 times. Butch Duccilli was a great player and perhaps Temple's best with 66 goals in 44 matches. But they rank the top 20 players in the nation and his name does not appear. Thompson Usiyan as I wrote scored 109 goals at App State. There was a guy named Chyzowwch at Temple in 1959 who scored 50 points (not goals) for a 4.55 per game average-great going. My son Ross, is refereeing his first FIFA match today in Ireland for the FAI Football Association of Ireland-a university match in Dublin. Up Footy!
jim mckernan [01-17-2011]

Waterview Rec is at Rittenhouse & McMahon is East Germantown. Water Tower Rec is in Chestnut Hill. We used to sled in Awbury Park, but on the other side, off of Boyer St. and near the Washinton Lane train station. There were 2 hills, one at the park entrance near Boyer St that I think we called Dead Mans Hill. The other, the better of the two, was near the train station, with a pond at the bottom that was usually frozen over. That we called Suicide Hill. There was a big bump in the middle that only added to the experience. I know there was a "Suicide Hill" on the other side of Awbury, near Anderson St, but never went down that one myself. I wonder if there is much sledding going on in Awbury Park these days? They certainly were great times....
Dennis McGlinchey, Born & raised in East Germantown [01-17-2011]

Bill Cupo, Did your family own Cupo Florist? My family ordered from them many times. Great memories. n.
Naomi Vitelli [01-17-2011]

Steve Swift- How are you? It was great fun living on the same street growing up in Germantown! I have fond memories of you and your family. Hope to see you soon! naomi
Naomi Vitelli [01-17-2011]

according to recent Gtn eejit logic the joisey tomato is not worthy of discussion on thi "Germantown Site" How daft is that?
anon [01-17-2011]

John Payne--Water tower-is located on Ardleigh St. in Chestnut Hill across from J.S.Jenks school--Waterview is located on McMahon Ave&Haines St. in east gtn.
lou giorn, lou from burbs [01-17-2011]

Gillian asked about "Tommy's Hill" for sledding. the Tommy's Hill I remember was at the end of Fairmount Park near where Wayne Ave. crossed Lincoln Drive. It also could be entered from Wissahickon Ave. above Walnut Lane - a little out of our neighborhood but I used to take my Flexible Flyer on the 53 to meet a friend who lived off Wayne Ave. in Mt. Airy. It was the greatest hill ever. Every time I pass it, I long for another speeding ride down that hill which curved at the bottom and ended at a small stream. Kids still sled there. It is sometimes one of the spots on newscasts. My 25 year old daughter lives near the Art Museum and uses the same sled on the Museum steps. She is living one of my dreams.
Denise Duckworth Tumelty [01-15-2011]

Joe Graber, I stand behind Catherine Manning Muira Germantown woman. As I itierated pople from Germantown repesent Germantwn cuture wherevere they are in the world-It is not your right to say they have no voice here. They do!
Dr Jim McKernan [01-15-2011]

JBS, Is J. Stabilito related to George? George lived on Morton St near Chelten Ave. It's great to think about days long past in Germantown. Thanks. n.
Naomi Vitelli [01-15-2011]

Hey Jim, Australia and Appalachian State, woop-de-do! Chalie came from Germantown and holds the record at Temple. That's all, case closed.
GBC Alum [01-15-2011]

I remember...going to Knights' Market and getting penny candy behind the counter, and it actually costs a penny...walking down Musgrave under the bridge past Waterview Rec. going to the water ice stand and getting lemon water ice and a soft pretzel...going to the Knights of Columbus when they had carnivals...playing halfball on Stafford St. with Ricky Hart, Ralphie Romano, Johnny-Boy Dorenzo, Richie Szymanski, Johnny Fish, Butchie Vitelli...choosing up sides for football at Waterview...playing step ball and Buck Buck. So many memories. So much fun. There was always someone to play with.
Steve Swift, Lived at 603 E. Stafford St., went to Pastorius Elem. School across the street from Immaculate [01-15-2011]

Sally Moore Quinlan,I do remember Bill's mother being upset,but she never let her own feelings get in the way. Do you remember a girl in the wedding party named Karen Bishop,a beautiful girl that people would call the face,she looked like Natile Wood,lived in Margate.We began dating that day and for almost two years saw each other weekly,got serious,then got very serious,then John Payne and I joined the Marines,and that ended that,wow that was close!
Joe DiPasquale [01-15-2011]

Nothing but fond memories of boys club. My uncle william Aurther Peterson worked as acamp counselor at camp Indiandale for a cocple of years.I rember a few counselors by their 1st names, Joe,Steve,Harvey,Leroy and hope they are well for all the values that I learned from them.I remember a kid named, Uncas was there for three weeks every year and envied him. Being a parent I understand why my mom sent my brother and I away for two weeks.I can still smell those cabins, picture the lake, the trading poast, and the chow hall. I'm truly sorry that my three sons never got a chance to experience it.I also learned to shoot pool at the boys club and remember the model race car track and basketball court upstairs and the pool putside. We also had those had pressed lamanated paper membership cards that cost just $5.00
Tracy Peterson, phila, firefighter, 51 years lived on Duval street, member of boys club 1966- 1972 [01-15-2011]

In my humble epicurean opinion, one of the best things to come our of Phila. in general and Germantown in particular-- was the "Jersey Tomato." Searching/growing for one has been as fruitless as looking for the "Holy Grail."
anonymous, Ex-G'towner who loved those tomatoes [01-15-2011]

John Payne, Perhaps we are finally becoming more tolerant of each other and would rather enjoy what is being said then how it is spelled .. i do enjoy your sense of humor ... Rosemarie
rosemarie hite malageri [01-15-2011]

Bill Cupo Thanks for another wonderful memory ... they do bring one back to those wonderful childhood days ... rosemarie
rosemarie hite malageri [01-15-2011]

How many people remember Frank Goffredo's shoe repair shop on Gtn AVE off Clapier St.next to Cauterucci's-Pharmacy?? It had all the amenities that you mentioned about shoe repair shops--it was a great gathering place for guys in the neighborhood Frank would keep us in stitches with his non-stop banter-THOSE WERE THE DAY'S MY FRIEND lou giorno
lou giorno, lou from burbs [01-15-2011]

Jim Smith Nice to hear from you although I cant say I remember you. I lived on Bringhurst St.In the late 30/s and up till 46,when I joined the army. We lived across the st.from the firehouse on gtn.ave. Bill Cagno was the a.d. at the club at that time. He and his wife lived with Mr. Riggs and they took care of the house.I dont know if you remember any of this I think I may be older than you as I'm 82.I do know of Auggie Petrucci though he lived on e. ashmead st.It was called brickyard.I also remember a buch oy guys from Bringhurst sr.,they were all Irish guys and were great ball players. Hope to here from you soon. Bill LeonardoP>S>have a happy and healthy New Year
Bill Leonardo [01-15-2011]

Okay, OMC kicking in again. There were two playgrounds, Watertower and Waterview as I recall. Now, I'm having trouble placing which was where. I know this is the correct place to ask.
John Payne [01-15-2011]

Okay, Dom. I'll behave.
John Payne [01-15-2011]

Dietary anecdote: While trying to shed some excess pounds so I could get down to blogging weight, I created a new dish. I thought I was give the Atkins or low carb approach a try. Now I have a weakness for creamed dried beef; I guess it's a childhood thing. So how to get around the shingle, the toast, because thats a lot of carbs. Okay, I like broccoli, (no it's true. broccoli rabe also), and broccoli is in the "allowable" carbs category. So I mixed up some dried beef and nuked some frozen broccoli heads to thaw them, then plated the broccoli, and poured the creamed dried beef over it. It was great. Trust me; it's good. Later I was telling my son Josh about how I had created a new dish, and described it. I said I should give it a name, and did he have any suggestions. He said, "IAMS"? See, this is what happens when wise asses have children. Mange!
John Payne [01-15-2011]

John Payne, How well I remember those 'brown shoe bags" and the smell of leather permeating the air in the shoe shops of "G" town gone by. P>S> .The 'middle class' blue collar workers....who are the thread that runs through this great country seem to have been put out of jobs somewhere along the line. I agree with Bill Cupo. The hard working task performers fell by the wayside somehow......still God Bless America....."L>A>F>"
L.Fontana [01-15-2011]

Naomi 'V' ...I do remember the Rodney Skating Rink all too well..I had so much fun every sat. afternoon ice skating there with my friends/ and eating pizza all together....I am surprised that I don't know you. Respectfully, Linda F
L.Fontana [01-15-2011]

Wow, I took one day off from this site, and I missed so much. Great blogging from so many of you. Bill Cupo> my best friend in "G" town was Marianne Borza....her dad,Herman had a shoe repair shop on Chew St. by Chelten Av.One time her long hair got all caught up in the repair machine, it was a nightmare for that family...the machine kept running and seemed to be 'eating' her hair..it was awful..I still remember that vividly....he made a working man's living fixing shoes...then bought into the Chew Tavern with Rocco DiPompeo/ and gave up the shoe shop....lots of memories from "G" town come to mind, as I read everyone's posts here..thank you all.Linda
L.Fontana [01-15-2011]

Anonmous: I told someone that the last I saw Bill was in the early 80's and he was working at the Sands Casino then.
anonymous [01-15-2011]

John, the shoemaker at Keyser & Seymour was Johnny Yanni. He was a good friend of my parents. Do you remember the birds he had in the shop that talked? Pretty salty language. I worked for Johnny for a summer. When the nuns came in he put a towel over them, kept them quiet.
Joe Melchiorre, 63 years young Phoenixville, PA [01-15-2011]

Jack McHugh, I know the shop you are talking about. It was at 5036 Wayne Ave, but I believe the owners name was Logue. As a kid I loved to watch him as he worked on the polishing wheels and stitching machines all run from single motor attached and run by amazing array of belts, wheels and levers. You never forget the smell of a shoe repair shop. Every time I smell shoe polish or leather it takes me back in time to that shop.
Bill H., Olney, 61 [01-15-2011]

Joe Graber: I didn't know your friend Joe Shimph, until now. Through your postings and references to Joe, we have come to know him a bit, without having met him. We know he was an athlete of note, as you and Jack Brogan attested; we know he was a patriot, and a warrior, who gave his all in the service of his country; and best of all we know he was a good friend. We know that because decades after his passing his good friend still remembers him fondly. Joe, maybe that is your job; keeping Joe Shimph's memory alive in the hearts of all of us. I hope this helps. Your "old head" friend.
John Payne [01-15-2011]

Cupo, Suicide Hill was truly a great sledding experience but that same hill at night, in the dark, was a memory I will never forget. Just getting to the bottom without crashing or hitting someone walking up the hill was an accomplishment never to be forgotten. Going home after a full day sledding at the park and trying to fall asleep with the memories of the day sledding, fresh in your mind, was pure joy.
anonymous [01-15-2011]

John Payne, I just love the name Louie Shoey - only in Philly!

John Payne,[Philosopher&Cobbler]:The blogs on 1-12-11 were so electric and expansive and your contribution was so very significant. The expansiveness on this site was not only philosophical but also geographical. Beginning with Jack Brogan[HH],checking in from Maine,he provided us with his mantra on happiness and serendipity. Obviously,there is no need for doobees in snowy Maine. At the other end of US in sunny Floriday,John Payne,our Hollow Philosopher,submitted his consistent eclectic blogs and debunked the old saw that seniors posess elements of ADD and Existential Angst. From North Carolina,The Professor[JMC] did his cultural thing and quoted Pappa Hemingway which enhanced the ubiquitousness of Germantowners. Pardon my pedantry but Frank Klock,the poet,reads this site and he loved Hemingway. The Professor's quote from Hemingway also must have resonated with you since you reside in Florida. Pappa Hemingway loved Cubans and he was a key man in FLorida,he still is,especially in The Keys. I am not confabulating although I am older than you. Catharine Manning Muir presented her views from Australia. If I understand Cathy correctly,she believes that some bloggers have Neanderthal Principles and need edification. She should remain on this site since Joe Lynch and many other people would be disappointed. I found it so intriguing and mystical to read posts from The Outback. We also heard from beautiful Bucks County with a great post from your old classmate and sole-mate,Dave Byrne. You are both cobblers with soul and words. Not only was Frank Klock impressed but Sister Grace[SFA] is smiling from heaven. However,we did not hear from California where Kevin McKernan,A Man of the world and a member of the culturati lives. However, his brother,Professor Jim,weighed in heavily. I agree with Dom Raff that we should listen to differnt views on this site. I was also saddened to hear that Bill Haas's mother was disappointed in his marriage to a women of another faith. Paul Borian and I never had that problem. Germantowners always supported Freedom.
JBS[Schmitty] [01-15-2011]

Jack McHugh - The shoemaker of which you speak was my grandfather, Owen Logue. He operated a shoe repair shop at 5036 Wayne Ave from 1926 to about 1970. Yes, My uncle Francis Logue died in 1944 from injuries he sustained during WWII, and it affected my grandfather greatly, but I always will remember him as being happy,and telling funny stories about customers he encountered in Germantown over the years.
Jim Logue, formerly of Newhall st [01-15-2011]

Jack Brogan: I remember that name Lou Shoe. I never realized that was a moniker. I thought it was his real name. Obviously, I also didn't realize that Lou had a shoe shop.
John Payne [01-15-2011]

Wow! Heartwarming to see that our shoemakers touched the souls of so many who tread here.
John Payne [01-15-2011]

Does anyone remeber the shoe maker on Haines St? It was next to Tonys store,&Chicken store. Marie
marie bommentre [01-15-2011]

Jack Brogan, what is cow tipping?
Dennis McGlinchey, Born & raised in East Germantown [01-15-2011]

Celie (Morris) Baailey will be terribly missed. I smile when I think of her because she always made me laugh.
Sue(McCartney)Henigan [01-13-2011]

JOE LYNCH nice to see someone stand up for a friend.I also like when someone stands up for our country.JOHN PAYNE great BENNY WISE story,he made many shoe repairs for my family.he would of made a good character actor.BROGAN i always enjoy a good pitchers duel.since we all have a GERMANTOWN connection let's try to be tolerant of each others blogs.the site will be more enjoyable for everyone.my thanks to the web site,love it.dom raff HH
dom raff, same [01-13-2011]

Sally Moore Quinlan: When I read the post that said Bill Haas may be a preacher, I googled it. There is a preacher named Bill Haas, but the picture shown was not our Bill. Someone here posted that Bill was working at one of the casinos down the shore. No verification.
anonymous [01-13-2011]

Phyllis Melnychuk Doherty: I commend and applaud you for being one of the great collectors of Maestro Peter Kapschutschenko,The Renowned Ukrainian Sculptor. Your father was prescient to see his genius so early. Being from Philadelphia, I visited The Rodin Museum often. Sculpture has always been my favorite art-form since it is so human and Maestro Kapschutschenko was all about humanity and the human condition. Like you,I have many Kapschutschenko Sculptures but I also have works of Rodin and Remington. I am casting some of his terra cotta sculptures into bronze to give to various museums. I have many museums in mind including The Smithsonian in Washington. Dr. Alexander Federouk,The Renowned Art Critic from Kiev,wrote a book with numerous photographs about Maestro Kapschutschenko. I had a penchant for his equestrian-sculptures,especially The Cossacks and The Gauchos. Peter Kapschutschenko was a creative genius and one of the great sculptors of the 20th century. His monuments at Boundbrook,NJ, were extraordinary. I have witnessed a multitude of sculptures and monuments and nobody could model and create the expressions of Maestro Kapschutschenko. I was privliged to have known Peter Kapschutschenko, he was steeped with extraordinary talent,creative genius and at the same time,The Maestro was humble and never arrogant. I will try to get connected with you. Pani Phyliss! "Slava Ukraini"
John Bruce Schmitt [01-13-2011]

John Payne: The smell of the shoe shop got me. Wonderful. I could smell the leather. I was thinking of Louie Shoey. He was a shoe maker and his shop was on Kaiser Street and Seymour I think. Louie was also a bartender at Nick's. I loved the guy. Went cow tipping with him at 4:00 a.m. one night. Remember that, Dom?
Jack Brogan, Pitchers and catchers on February 22. [01-13-2011]

Linda F > Well stated. I am going to add that to my resolutions for this year.
John Payne [01-13-2011]

Jack Brogan had this 1957 Plymouth with big fins, no front seat, starter or first gear. Saturday mornings he had my brother Tommy and me push his car(?) down Apsley St.to turn it over. By the time he hit Pulaski Ave., and the bump,(You remember the bump from sledding, dontcha?) he was well on his way to athletic glory. I often wondered how he ever got to those basketball and baseball games he coached (successfully, he might add)? Also,Since I was his loving coz, I had to go to the drug store (Zemlin's--at Fernhill Park-- to get his Lucky Strikes. (He has since given up the noxious habit, I'm told.) Seems he had a vendetta against Dave or the Mrs. and swore he would never enter the drug store again. So, of course, he would knock on our door, 4614 Fernhill Road,at the most inauspicious time and send a high school kid (me!) into the drug store to get his Luckies. It's one of those small things you do for your cousin (for which you are never repaid). Today, he'd be arrested for that and driving that junker/clunker with the bald tires. Maybe, Dear Cousin, you deserved that cop's kick in the ass. By the way Zemlin's pharmacy was the local hangout for Schmitty when he was in the neighborhood, when he wasn't driving defenders into the basketball pole at the Hollow. Or picking fights with poor Bill Haas. 12 cents for Pepsi/12 cents for a Tastykake:2 cents return on the bottle at Dave's Pharmacy. You could have fountain service if you had a girlfriend (Who did?) and wanted to dawdle and impress. My motto then and now: Is it Frank's? Thanks.
Joe Lynch, Time Traveler [01-13-2011]

MEK- Yes, Mrs. Katherine Gallagher was a wonderful person! She used to work at Waterview Playground & Happy Hallow. She taught us many things. Her kind and gentle manner was just what a child needed. I remember she lived on Brandywine St. in Center City.
Naomi Vitelli [01-13-2011]

John Payne, My uncle, Victor DiPietro, was a shoemaker. His "Vic's Shoe Repair Shop" was located on Price St. (across the street from Heller's). He & my aunt Josephine (zi zi) lived at 1326 E. Haines Street, across the street from our family. As you, I remember the shoe repair shop with the combined smell of glue, leather & polish filling its interior. I remember the heavy & loud machinery that seemed to be always running whenever I entered the shop. I usually visited him on my walk home from school at the end of the day. Sometimes he would give me a nickel; and sometimes a dime so that I could go across the street to Heller's to buy myself a "treat". I think the price of heel replacements for a pair of shoes was $.50. Soles & heels was $2.50. Recently, I had the need to visit a shoe repair shop. Firstly, it is difficult to even locate one & secondly, when you do, it requires either a deposit or payment in full for any repair needed. I think the average price for a pair of soles is $25.00. At Payless Shoes, you can sometimes buy TWO pairs of shoes for that price! Oh how times have changed! Thanks for the memories.
Lorraine (Cupo) Kelly, fl; ic '55; cdhs '59 [01-13-2011]

Naomi Vitelli: I was never much of a skater but I did some skating in the outdoors. I did play basketball and football at Waterview Rec. I had a friend,Jim Stabilito,who played for Holy Rosary and all the football games were at Waterview. Jim Stabilito Sr. had a bar in The Brickyard. In the 60's, I went to many social-events at Holy Rosary to support The Church on Haines St.
JBS [01-13-2011]

I read with interest the blogs about shoemakers in Germantown. My uncle Vic owned a shoe repair shop on Price st, near Stafford, across from Heller's store. Strangely enough, he called it Victor's shoe repair. I would always stop in there on my way home from Immaculate because he kept a candy dish filled with peppermints on the counter. I always said hello and then took a piece of candy. He always seemed busy with his back always facing the store entrance. He had a large apron that was covered in shoe polish and God knows what else; maybe glue. The sound of the shoe shine machine was the first thing you noticed as well as the shelves filled with shoes that he had finsihed repairing. I remember that my favorite thing to have done with my shoes was to put "cleats" on them. They made a great sounding noise on the pavements and especially on the marble floors of the church. However, you had better walk on your toes in church because if the nuns heard the sounds of your cleats, they freaked out. After all, Italian marble floors don't take well to metal on the bottom of your shoes. When you had cleats on your shoes, you were cool. You had a different step to your walk and you considered yourself a "badass", until you realized that even the nerdy kids had them on their shoes. Today, people throw out their shoes rather than get them repaired. Shoes were a once thriving industry in Pa. and stores like Florsheim, Hanover, Tom McCann, Father and Son, and Flagg Bros., lined the streets of Germantwon and Chelten. Now, some teenager in Malaysia or the Phillipines make them dirt cheap so Wal-Mart can sell them. Most aren't even leather but plastic, but God knows we need to keep selling shoes for under $10. If I recall, most of those shoe stores I mentioned are out of business; well made, quality shoes that have been outsourced to foreign countries that pay almost slave wages that we can't compete with. Try finding a shoe salesperson now that spends time with you picking out the right shoe just for you and making sure it fits properly; no such luck. Oh well, times change but not always for the better I think. Take care everyone!
Bill Cupo, Immaculate Grad "65". C.D. "69"- Haines st 1300 Block [01-13-2011]

Hello G-towners ! Well, another 6 inches of snow on the ground in the Delaware Valley; perfect for sledding in Awbury Park. When we had snowstorms like this when I lived on Haines st., you could find me on one of three hills in that park; "Dead Man's", "Suicide", or "Ski Jump" hill. Dead Man's required some navigation skills as it was lined with some very large trees that you had to negotiate. You started at the top near the Army Reserve Barracks, then after picking up some serious speed, you had to negotiate your way through some very large oak trees. When they were cleared, you had to be careful not to go over the wall lining the park. If you did, you wound up on the sidewalk or worse, on Haines st. If you were successful, your ride ended with a drop-off onto the baseball field. Suicide hill was fairly easy to sled on but it went straight down and was very fast. No trees lined your route but it had ruts and was very narrow because the path was lined with brush. I saw many kids go down that hill on toboggans made from the walls of the army barracks when they tore them down. Ski Jump, as I remember, was a lumpy hill that ended down by the large willow tree at the bottom. I rarely used that hill because the others were a lot more fun. I would guess that my friends and I spent 4-5 hours on those hills, waiting our turn to cheat death. My cousin Dom and I went down Dead Man's one time on the same sled. I sat in front because I was younger and smaller and he was right behind me to steer the sled. Well, near one of the big oak trees, he lost control and told me to jump off. I didn't do it in time and I went right into the tree and banged my head. Needless to say, the blood on the snow indicated how bad it was and he took me right home to a screaming mom. If I remember correctly, I didn't even need stitches, but I do know the lump was pretty big. Anyway, I willing to bet there were at least a hundred kids from around the neighborhood sledding at any one time. When you got home, the snow was caked all over your boots, covered your hat or hood, and your nose ran for 3 days but it was worth every minute. Mom always had some hot chocolate, the "real" hot chocolate, ready to warm you up. It seemed like it snowed a lot more when I was growing up than it does now; I would much rather trade my ride into work for a "flexible flyer" sled anytime. It was a lot more fun getting to where you were going. Take care everybody!
Bill Cupo, Immaculate Grad "65". C.D. "69"- Haines st 1300 Block [01-13-2011]

Jack Brogan: Joe Shimph was my best friend. He was a quiet guy who played some steady skilled player at any sport he engaged in. When I heard he lost his life I tried to join the Navy to do my share. I had to write my congressman to get them to even look at me. They sent a Commander to meet me at the 400 N. Broad St then he took me to the Naval Ship ship yard in South Philly and made me run though the hatches of a small craft. As I hit each hatch with my shin I quickly realized I couldn't perform. I was devastated. I pleaded with them to let me do something....anything...to help the cause. It was a very difficult pill for me to swallow when they refused. Although I was an adequate sportsman as a young teen, I should have realized during High School that I wasn't ever going to be able to compete at higher levels. I went on to coaching all sports with my children and was very successful in football, wrestling, soccer, basketball and my daughters softball teams later in life. But I will always hold Joe Shimph's short legacy close to my heart.
Joe Graber, Polio Survivor [01-13-2011]

To Jim McKernan: It's very enthusiatic of you stand behind the Australian community. What Im saying is that it has no link whatsoever to GTN and shouldn't be a subject we discuss here on this site. If someone wants to share their thoughts in personal email, rather than post a diatraub here, it would be appriciated. Just my personal opinion.
Joe Graber, Ummmm [01-13-2011]

John Payne. Happy New Year Back atcha. I used to admire you and the OLDER CROWD who hung at the Hollow and Fernhill amoung other places. I guess I'm one of you now. LOL The very best to you and yours.
Joe Graber, I'm 64 but dont look a day over 65 I swear [01-13-2011]

JOHN PAYNE-------- You sure can COBBLE words together. Bravo. FFK.
Frank Klock [01-13-2011]

Jack Brogan: I just read your post about Tommy Kehan being the vaccuum cleaner at second base. I've also read and heard of Tommy's talents on the soccer field. He must be quite an athlete. I moved away early and did not get to see Tommy in his sports years. I still remember him as a very, very young little guy. Great athletic genes in the Kehan family. Jimmy of course was excellent in our growing years, and Dennis McCarthy told me a few years ago that he went to Florida to watch Jimmy play basketball in the senior games, and that he is still taking the ball off the rim. Jack, kudos to you for being a coach to kids in the formative years.
John Payne [01-13-2011]

MaryAlice: Yes, Kay Armstrong is still in the area. She lives in Ocean City, N.J., and recently retired from her job as a librarian from the local school system. Kay and my wife Cherry both worked together at Greene Street Friends, and were very good friends. They still communicate via e-mail from time to time.
John Payne [01-13-2011]

Thanks everybody for not noticing that I misspelled sauce with a second "s". Hmmm, maybe it's time to get off the sauce. :)
John Payne [01-13-2011]

Webmaster: sorry about the gaff, i.e., anonymnous unrelated topic. The anonymous part you probably get already from having seen my prior brain...pauses. The Teddy quote being isolated, and off topic was a result of the same affliction/sometimes I'm thinking faster than I type. My intent was to tie it in to the response to Katrina and to the Oil Spill, as a comment about being cautious with our judgements, regardless of who is in the driver's seat.
John Payne [01-13-2011]

Dave Byrne: Re; cobbler, I also believe it is more accurate; after all, most "shoemakers" didn't really "make" shoes. P.S.> I just fell in love with your Grandmother.
John Payne [01-13-2011]

The writing here is great. John Payne and Joe Graber particularly create moments and memories, and both of you have real voice. Joe, I laughed out loud when I read about those cops making you walk 10 blocks. I'm sure it wasn't funny at the time but one cop kicked me square in the ass instead of arresting me. I was Joe Shimph's 8th grade coach in both basketball and baseball at St. Francis of Assisi. Our basketball team wasn't as talented at the Lynch/Haas team but we won most of our games. I remember Joe as a tall, wonderful kid. I knew little about baseball, but we had talent. My big move the whole season was in the first game. I had Joe Pitching and a kid named Conlan catching. In the middle of the game I decided the catcher could throw harder than the pitcher. I switched them and we lost very few games that year. Of course we have the vacuum cleaner, Tommy Keehan at second base so all those late swinging right handers never had a chance. I never heard about Joe's death in VN until 20 years after the fact. What a sad thing.
Jack Brogan, buried in snow but happy [01-12-2011]

MM - I think the ES stands for Eastside, not extra sauce. Of course, maybe you knew that, and are just having some fun; and extra sause is certainly a Germantown (Philly) phrase. Now, for my extra sause anecdote. If I've told this, please forgive this aging a d d type. One time in Collie-fornia, I yearned for a Philly steak, and was so happy to see a place that was offering genuine Philly steaks. I went in and ordered one with sause and onions (of course). A bit later the man brought me a a piece of thin steak on a FRENCH roll, and a bottle of A-1 sause. They never did find out who burned that place to the ground. (just kidding folks, relax,)
John Payne [01-12-2011]

Hey GBC Alum before you shoot your mouth off qabout fine D 1 schools like Appalachian state-who play a much tougher schedule than Temple in soccer check it out. They play perennial national contenders like Louisville, North Carolina and Cincinnati. Butchie's record is a Temple Record-I was talking about a National record. A big difference-like 40 plus goals.All Div 1 schools are competitive-Little Sisters of the Poor my arse!
jim mckernan [01-12-2011]

Joe Lynch Joe Lynch-Well said, anyone from the town's adventures on the other side of the world are interesting to this Germantowner.I am not frozen in 1957!This site is a running history of our people. Bravo webmaster !
Jim McKernan [01-12-2011]

Please let's not contribute to this false case being built for the deranged man who committed that heinous crime in Arizona. What he did had nothing to do with politics and everything to do with him being mentally ill with nowhere to go with his delusional thinking. When we closed the doors of our mental health facilities we did an injustice to our communities and to the mentally ill and their families as well. Instead of fixing what was wrong with the existing conditions of our institutions we abandoned them and created a new problem.
S.A.D. [01-12-2011]

Let's leave the discussion of the tragedy in Tucson for other websites.

John Payne: Great story about the shoemakers, we took our shoes to the shoemaker on the odd side of Wayne Ave. I believe they were 2 brother and a sister but not sure, maybe the woman was the wife of one, they were from Italy and one brother spoke very little English. If he waited on me when I came in, it was a chance for me to use my 10 words of Italian. John you were right about the aroma, I had forgotten how nice it was and the tools----I bet you people today wouldn’t have the foggiest idea if they saw them what they were used for. There was another shoemaker up the street on the next block of Wayne Ave., next to the alley that cut thru to Tacoma St. His place was on the lower side of the alley, His name was Logan and I would see him walking around around the area and I knew that his son had died in WWII and it seemed to me that Logan lost his own heart also because he looked so unhappy but that’s my idea as a small child--- and one never knows what is in another heart.
Jack McHugh [01-12-2011]

Ed (Monk) McCauley > A follow up to the cue stick posts. I didn't know that cue was from Portugal, although it was a very intricately carved stick. As I mentioned, I gave it away to a friend in California who had his own table. Today the professor, Jim McK, would be pleased to hear I use a McDermott, with an Irish Linin wrap on the butt. Sure, and a dandy piece of wood it tis.
John Payne [01-12-2011]

Eileen D.>> Your parents lived on one of the most important streets in Germantown-Chelten Ave. With this family-history,Germantown is in your genes. Joe Lynch,an old Germantowner and I are discussing culture and provinciality on this site. Germantown was located near other great neighborhoods,including Roxborough,Manayunk,and East Falls. These 3 aforementioned neighborhoods were our cousins. The major artery and conduit between Roxborough and Germantown was Walnut Lane. Back in the day, Bill West and I would leave The Continental[Club] and head to Kohler's Kitchen at Henry&Walnut Lane for breakfast. Bill West had a brother[John] who was an All-Public Football Player for Roxborough High. John W. had 2 friends,Freddy[Bad-Boy] Peck and Jesse Richardson who also played football for Roxborough. Fred played for Drexel and Jesse played for The Philadelphia Eagles. Jesse was an outstanding lineman and an imposing figure. All of us, hung out at Crane's on Queen Lane in Germantown. Bob and Ed Crane moved their tavern to Roxborough in The Andorra Shopping Center. Germantowners and Roxborough Folks congregated there-including Bill Magarrity and James Skippy Wilson who coached baseball at Temple. Skip W. also taught at Roxborough for many years. Dave McNulty from Morris St.,also taught at Roxborough. There was always a connection between Roxborough and Germantown. Peope like Jack Brogan,Joe Lynch,and I played CYO- ball for SFA against St. John's whose players were from Roxborough. Many bloggers on this site are baseball fans and Dave Montgomery,Phillies President, is a Roxborough guy. Dave M. went to Penn Charter and coached at Germantown Academy-a Germantown-connection. Today,many former Germantowners live in Roxborough including my older brother[Jack] and my youngest brother[Rick] went to Saul Biddle on Henry Ave. Roxborough has nice homes,the beautiful Fairmount Park,and wonderful people. Roxborough and Germantown were great places to grow up. Eileen! Continue to enjoy this great site and I am looking forward to your future contributions.
John Bruce Schmitt [01-12-2011]

Thanks for your message about Happy Days at Happy Hollow. Did you ever go skating at Rodney?
Naomi Vitelli, John Bruce Schmitt [01-12-2011]

Hello! Sights and sounds of Germantown... It was always great fun to watch soccer and football and basketball games at Waterview Playground. Does anyone remember a guy named Trent who played basketball there? I can still hear the cow bell ringing calling kids to buy Phila soft pretzels from a man pushing a wooden cart. We could also go to the Italian water ice stand - I think -was located across the street from Our Lady of the Holy Rosary Chruch. While walking down Haines Street does anyone remember the waffle factory? nv
Naomi Vitelli [01-12-2011]

Ed (Monk) McCauley: I forgot to ask. Do you still shoot pool?
John Payne [01-12-2011]

Joe Lynch, DITTO.
Maryalice Armstrong Brennan, still in G'town [01-12-2011]

Joe DiPasquale, I, too, was in Bill Hass' wedding party. Bill met Claudia Henson of Atlantic City when she went to a mixer at La Salle College HS with me. The HS was still on Olney Ave. The wedding was in 1963. They had two children and divorced many years ago. I have been the source of information for Denise and CMM. I have no idea where Bill is now. I find it interesting that there has been comment that he is a preacher. Do you remember how upset Bill's mother was because he was not marrying a Catholic? We didn't know if she would show up at the wedding until she walked into the church.
Sally Moore Quinlan [01-12-2011]

Joe Graber, When I say "ethnography" I refer to the study of a culture-the way of life-of a community. This of course includes a lot including language, beliefs, art, customs, the things made, the material artefacts but mostly what was valued etc. I have always regarded the most important objects out of Germantown culture to be its people. Others on here like to elevate Italian ices, pizza, corners in Gtn, but the one travelling constant artefact is the Germantown folks-what they say wherever be it in Italy, Ireland, Australia is culturally important for me and should be to others from Germantown. This also extends to language-however crude-as a preserved element of culture whether on the block as in "Gooism"; "confabulation" or the "sports cars and "p" word representing the values of Germantown men (and women). Methinks most people who want only "Germantown" discussed cannot see the forest for the trees.I welcome postings of Germantowners wherever they be on the planet-like Hemingway said "Paris (i.e Germantown) is a moveable feast". I regret any offense to the uneducated-but no culture described truthfully is offensive. Jim McKernan
Jim McKernan, Prof. [01-12-2011]

Eileen D. Re: Roxborough; I have a friend in my billiard circle who is from Roxborough. His name is Mike Lawler (sp). I thought you might know him. If the Roxborough site gets up and running, I let him know. For my other greater Germantown friends, I have also struck up an acquaintance with a guy named Joey Grasso. Not sure if Joey was east side or Nicetown. Joey and I have shared some old Pulaski club stories. P.S> Both of these guys are very good pool players. It must be a Philly thing.
John Payne [01-12-2011]

Joe Lynch: Happy 2011 as we're getting closer to heaven. I find it ironic that John Payne and I are waxing on about the great St. Francis team of 1957 and you are posting salient comments about culture and the world. John P. informed us that your 1957 SFA basketball team ran a hi-low and obviously you and Bill Haas were an integral part of that offensive-set. You and Catharine Manning Muir have ratcheted up the cultural-conversation on this site. As the world was turning, you and Cathy were learning. In this complex world,both of you avoided wandering and squandering and stayed focused. However,I must suggest that there is a place for Nostalgia on this site. As a student and teacher of Literature,it is important and imperative for you to engage in comparative analysis. Belle Epoque was a great nostalgic period in Europe and should be studied if one is interested in culture. From my perspective, Germantown was and is an important part of the history and culture of Philadelphia,a great American City. Like you, I am interested in cultures of other countries and ethnic groups. Recently, Phyliss Melnychuk Doherty posted on this site and she is one of the greatest collectors of Maestro Peter Kapschutschenko,The Renowned Ukrainian Sculptor whose works reside in Eastern and Western Europe,Argentina,Canada and The United States. I am also a major-collector of Maestro Kapschutschenko with a focus on bronzes and equestrian sculptures. Joe! Like Fox Network,we must be fair and balanced. I have spent time at The Outback,the last time was in The Canadian-Side at Niagra Falls. It has a reputation for The Blooming Onion and good beer,Foster's Lager or Cooper's Lager. These days,you seem to be open-minded and possibly more wine-oriented. Being nostalgic and reflecting on our days at FernHill Park, you have always been Broad-minded.
J.Bruce Schmitt [01-12-2011]

Joe Lynch > Well said in you defense of CMM's posts about Australia. Sorry to clutter up the site with trivia from Florida, and stories of 1957. Just avert your eyes. Introspection isn't what it used to be either.
John Payne [01-12-2011]

John Payne, Erda and I are sisters. We are not related to Tom and Kay Armstrong. Does Kay still live in this area? This is a great area to live in. Close to everthing large yards and good neighbors.
Maryalice Armstrong Brennan, still in G'town [01-12-2011]

MEK, Since I still live in Germantown, and had that discussion with my husband in Germantown, and also had that discussion with my Germantown neighbors I guess it belongs on Germantown Your Thoughts. I am not opposed to our Government. I love my country. I also love my children but when they do something I object to or find wrong I let them know. The only way our country can know how we think it is doing is by speaking up when we object as well as when we approve. And I learned that in Germantwon where I grew up and still live.
Maryalice Armstrong Brennan, Still in G'town [01-12-2011]

Joe Graber: Happy New Year Joe. I enjoyed your post, except for the part where you refer to yourself as an "old frail man"; Yikes, what does that make me? I must have four or five years on you Joe. P.S., pass that doobee when you are done with it. :)
John Payne [01-12-2011]

Ah, once again, this site has become 'inflamed'...certain people, become the 'attackers', while others become the 'attackees'....not a word, I just made that up for emphasis..can we all remain civil and happy go lucky on here. Is that still a possibility? With all of the negatives going on around us, in particular the horrific experience in AZ.,lately, etc. I hope to read about nice things while on this site. Can we all try a little harder to be understanding. thank you, Most sincerely, Linda "F">
L.Fontana [01-12-2011]

John Payne, I believe that terminology,"Cobbler", was used by my Grandmother Byrne who had her own unique words and phrases. A devout Catholic, she would say you are either a Catholic or a "Hun". In other words a Catholic or uncivilized! A great lady who always kept us laughing as kids.
Dave Byrne [01-12-2011]

Does anyone remember "Tommy's Hill"? We used to go sledding there when I was a kid. I would love to hear your stories about that place!
Gillian Andersen [01-12-2011]

Joe D. I didn't know that you and Razz were in Billy's wedding. Nice continuity. Wish I could have been there. I know you are/were living in the area of the shore. If you still see Billy from time to time, please give him my regards.
John Payne [01-12-2011]

Webmaster > Sorry, the OMC (old man crap) is kicking in again. The anonymous posting of Teddy Roosevelt's quote was from me. I take full credit and discredit for anything I post. Also, I was surprised to see that the quote was hidden. Is that an offensive quote? Just asking.
John Payne, Bitterness destroys the vessel that contains it. [01-12-2011]

It was hidden because it was off topic, submitted by Anonymous.

Joe Lynch, I know you aren't the only contributor to this blog whose horizon lies beyond Wayne and Chelten but there are a vocal few who wear blinkers and whose clock stopped about 50 years ago. My horizon is always moving and I don't look in the rear view mirror, so I'm outta here! Please keep in touch on Facebook, by email or at www.proz.com/translator/13030. For now, aloha nui loa.
Catherine Manning Muir [01-12-2011]

John Payne, thanks for the descriptive memory of the cobbler on Wayne Avenue. After reading your post, I swear I could smell the inside of his shop. I would often stand at his window and watch him work on shoes. When he was finished with yours, he would place them in the window, so you knew you could pick them up. I was there often and remember how pleasant of a man he was. It's sad in this day and age this skill is likely lost. I never failed to stop and watch him and wave hello to him when returning home from the 5 & 10 cent store a few doors down from him. Thanks for the memory.
MEK [01-12-2011]

When I used to go to the Hollow to make paper mache puppets with Mrs. Gallagher in the basement, I would always see the ballerinas taking their classes in the big room. I knew,for sure, I was going to grow up and be a puppet maker; but that was not to be. But what wonderful after school fun we used to have making those puppets and then preparing for the puppet shows. I often wondered should I be dancing with those ballerinas, though. No, that wasn't my style, they were too pretty, too graceful, too disciplined in their work. Mrs. Gallagher, did have a great influence on me, as a young person and I can recall her face as if it were yesterday. Just playing in a small basement room, on the pool side of the old building, making puppet clothes, painting puppet faces... Such wonderful fun at the Hollow.
MEK [01-12-2011]

Catherine, I am not disputing that the levees failed - you've missed my point. Having been involved in emergency management for 28 years, trough several presidential administrations I have personal and first hand knowledge. I have no need to "google" for facts, as you suggested. My points are thus: Although you state facts, you're opinions are slanted against the United States when comparing to Australia - just my opinion. Second: I cannot "connect the dots" of how Australia relates to Germantown, but if you tie them together for me, that would be welcomed. Third: I appreciate the freedoms that America gives me, more than you will ever know. I don't need to be reminded - nor do you. Now, if you think any country is better than the USA in any way, shape or form, I will disagree with you until I can no longer speak. And, I don't care who disagrees with me. I will not allow this great country of ours to be bashed by someone living outside our country. Fourth: Using the Tuscon incident as a lesson on free speech is cheap. The Tuscon lesson is more about mental illness. Sadly, too many are seeing this tragic scenario as an opportunity to take that stance. The Constitution allows US citizens the right to bear arms. Focus on the real problem. And finally, thank you for your suggestion to pass over your future posts. I might not have thought of that on my own. Peace. Out.
MEK [01-12-2011]

All personal opinions are welcome. No response required.

I apologize to John Schmitt for not having seen his response to me on this site last February. If possible, please forward my e-mail address to him so that we may get in touch. Phyllis
Phyllis Melnychuk Doherty, retired art teacher living in Harrisb urg, PA [01-11-2011]

Posting from Catherine Manning Muir

JBS .Thanks. Eclectic sounds so much better than Attention Deficit Disorder. LOL :)
John Payne [01-11-2011]

anonymous [01-11-2011]

Shoemaker or Cobbler; In our day of throw away everything, including shoes, I was thinking about Ben Wise the other day. He was one of two shoemakers on Wayne Avenue, just below Seymore St. Ben was on the west side and the other was across the street two doors down from the gas station that later became a car lot. We always called them shoemakers, but cobbler is probably the more accurate term. I remember the first time I heard the word cobbler; it was from Dave Byrne, a friend, neighbor and classmate. I guess Dave's family used the term rather than shoemaker. Ben Wise was an amazing site to a very young boy. First of all there was a great aroma when you entered the shop. I guess it was the mixture of real leather, solvents, and the glues that were the tools of Ben's trade. Then there were the machines, straps, brushes and wheels all assembled in some Rube Goldberg fashion which caused them all to lunge into action mysteriously as Ben applied the sole or heel of a shoe against their rythmic spinning, in order to buff that part of the shoe to a dull sheen. Finally, there was Ben. A little white haired man, with gnarley hands from years of coaxing razor sharp tools around the perimeter of the shoes that he brought back to life. Any director of central casting would have paid triple the fee to have Ben stand in as Gepetto. I was awed watching Ben nail a heel to a shoe he was repairing. Not that there is anything difficult about that task, but it was the process. Ben would reach up to his mouth and produce a tack through his lips, and then take it, place it at the right spot, and Bam!, done; then, magically, reach up to his mouth again, and produce another nail for the next hole. I don't know exactly when Ben put those tacks in his mouth, or how many, but I could watch that practiced maneuver over and over in absolute wonder. Then, when finished, Ben applied the top of the shoes to a final cloth covered wheel on the spinning rig, put the two shoes toe to heel, and stick them into a brown bag. Ben could have been a character in an Ayn Rand book with the skill, and deft movement he exhibited in his trade. It's a nice memory. I know this was long, but it's all Germantown. To Ben: Thanks for the Memories.
John Payne [01-11-2011]

Right on ES Girl.....Lets talk about Gtown!
Ed Farrar, Chester, VA [01-11-2011]

Naomi Vitelli: I did laugh when I saw that you were involved in puppet-shows at Happy Hollow. One never knows what interests and hobbies people on this site have. Bobby Goo Guarinello from The Hollow,was very rugged-looking but he read and wrote poetry. I find it laudable that you were involved with puppetry. In my college days,I studied "Goethe",The Greatest German Writer",and he was influenced by Puppetry[Faust]. Frank Klock,Our Hollow Poet,likes us to be Proustian and not Faustian if you know what I mean. However,I must admit sometimes that our bloggers can be a little devilish. Playgrounds and GBC contributed more to culture and development than just sports and athletics. At GBC, many kids learned carpentry and American-Indian culture. I wonder how your remarks about puppetry resonated with some of the folks from The Hollow since they possessed those very unique personalities. Dance was also taught at The Hollow.
John Bruce Schmitt [01-11-2011]

DENISE DUCKWORTH TUMELTY,Bill Haas was married in Atlantic City,Joe Razzano and I were in the wedding party,would have been about 1962 or 1963.
Joe DiPasquale [01-11-2011]

JBS: You are a real devotee of sports. I can tell you that Goo employed a lot of strategy and technique to the game. He taught us to weave the ball by placing chairs on the court and having us run figure eight drills around and through them,while dribbling, or passing the ball off (to the backcourt side, thank you). We played zone with a chaser; we played man to man; we played high and low post; outlet passes, etc. For grade school, it was pretty good stuff. He really knew the game.
John Payne [01-11-2011]

Erda and Maryalice (Armstrong): Are you two related? Also, My wife Cherry and I had very good friends who lived on Chelten Avenue (in the Morris St. area), and their names are Tom (RIP) and Kay Armstrong. Are you related to them? Just curious.
John Payne [01-11-2011]

John Payne:either you or Joe DiPasquale had a cue that was made in Portugal:not suffering from Alzheimers but Edzheimers & you were good,real good.
Monk [01-11-2011]

Show Disputatious Posting from Bill

lou Giorno So good to hear your home and doing pretty well ... hopefully the pain will not be with you too long and you will be able to resume your normal activities soon, Rosemarie
rosemarie hite malageri [01-11-2011]

Jim McKernan: "Ethnographic"? Prof....please explain to this NON Edjumacated soul how "Ribold" offensive limericks apply to the study of Ethnics as associated by yourself. Also how things said in wartime applies/relates to those same studies. Many things are said during wartime. Ever hear the adage that there aren't any Athiest's in a foxhole? If what you are suggesting is true then everything is open to discussion here even if it is considered vulgar. The only reason I lean left is because my left leg is shorter than my right. ha But my right leg is much stronger. Your calls for Diversity are heard by most...but I don't feel you are listening to yourself. AND...what do either have to do with Germantown. This IS a Germantown website isn't it?
Joe Graber, Not looking for new friend...just old ones. [01-11-2011]

Stirring the pot. I'd much rather smoke it.. but hey I'm a polio survivor. Something has to work for this fool. Does anyone remember the floods we had here in Medford Lakes NJ back in 2004? US coast Guard helicopters plucking people off rooftops to get away from the flood waters after 6 dams broke. Oh wait.....this is a Germantown website. My bad. "I guess it was a 'bloke' thing, with a bit of racism thrown in. In those days, women and blacks were easy targets for jokes in bad taste." Im also guessing the Limerick posted on 1-6-2001 wasn't aimed at "EASY TARGETS" in some peoples mind. Boy times have really changed I am not as edjuamacated (popeye) as most people who visit this site. Edjumacation is a matter of opportunity and not intelligence. My parents had hospital bills to pay so I didn't get that opportunity. I couldn't join the armed forces or I would have when my best friend Joe Shimph was killed in Nam. That being said: I come here to read about my youth and many many friends, in and around Germantown. I have no friends from OZ. (If I only had a heart) I don't do politics here. Although I AM politcally motivated....it doesn't belong here, on this site. Although I am NOT overly sensitive I don't DO offensive limericks here either. In fact: I find the term "LAME" to be offensive. Does or doesn't that make me an "Easy Target"? Hell no and none of us ABLED individuals expected nor got special treatment. I dislike any postings that are off-topic. I'm not asking to be treated any different than anyone else. I didn't make the site rules. But I try and follow them. Keep an old frail man happy. If it's not regarding Germantown...please dont post it. Keep it to the terms that the Webmaster has applied. Please. The last time I saw or spoke with Charlie (butchie) Duccilli was at a Germantown reunion about 5 years ago. He said he had been coaching a pro soccer team in NYC. I'm still trying to find out information about Jimmie Russling, Joe Rose, Jim Degregorio, Frank Albly to name a few. I chuckle to myself about the Hollow, Brickyard, GBC. Mosconi's, H&H at G & C when cutting school. LOL AND reading some of these posts. I laugh about underage drinking at the Hollow and how (since I couldn't run) the cops would take me 10 blocks away and make me walk home. (OH the humanity) How, (and once again I couldn't run) I had to learn to be tough when a gang from another HOOD would come to the gym at the hollow just to start trouble. How Willy Foot Sniffer would buy our sneakers after a game and go out behind the gym and sniff them. Please tell others about this site so we all can share the warmth and friendships we developed as children of the GBC, Fitler school, St Michaels and SFA amoung the many other places we all grew up. Make me laugh and I will try and make you laugh. And ask them to post ON TOPIC.
Joe Graber, Tis always better for people to think you a fool than to open your mouth and remove all doubt. [01-11-2011]

Don't look now but there's a new mole that's jumped out of the hole. ESgirl....What does that mean, Extra Sauce?
M.M. [01-11-2011]

Show Teddy Roosevelt quote from anonymous

Hey, I'm happy to hear about Australia, its foods, customs, culture. Just avert your eyes and go to the next blog. Why try to censor someone's effervescence? Is this place so parochial we can't admit to our membership someone who doesn't see the world the way we do. If we can take blogs from Florida and Yardley, why not the Outback? And does everything have to be about 1957? Nostalgia isn't what it used to be.
Joe Lynch [01-11-2011]

All personal opinions are welcome. No response required.

helen leone d'angelo, you have no idea ... :>) rosemarie
rosemarie hite malageri [01-11-2011]

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