Philly Tales Blog

Every season growing up In Philly (Kensington for me) was a great experience. The snow in the winter provided many hours of fun. Spring brought a w...

The summer is moving along very quickly. Soon it will be Labor Day, and fall won’t be long after. Time seems to fly faster as you age, and it seems...

As kids growing up in Kensington, Philadelphia, we were always on the lookout to make a buck. Well, more like pennies, nickels and at most a quarte...

Once before, I wrote about my father’s father, who was a professional baseball player and a Vaudeville and Burlesque performer. He died in 1920 at ...

Since May 14 was Mother’s Day and Father’s Day is June 16th this year, I thought it was a good time to post this article. This story is one of 46 f...

There was a small store called the Rigging Loft at Fisherman’s Wharf in Cape May, NJ. The owner asked me to research and write a pamphlet about the...

My first recollection of Cramp Elementary was kindergarten.  I would have been five years old, which by law you had to be to go to kindergarten bac...

"Spring has sprung," my grandfather, Pop, used to say. It was a time for celebration for him because he could go fishing again. Every April the 15t...

Philadelphia is considered one of the top locations for great restaurants and fantastic food. I mean, what could be better than an Italian Hoagie, ...

Since parts of the country are getting snow they rarely get, I thought I would highlight some of the past Philly snowstorms. I live in Atlanta now,...

I woke up early this morning thinking about Jerry Blavat. May he rest in peace. Somehow, I don’t think he is resting but rather hosting rock and ro...

When you see a flying roach, what do you do? If you grew up in rural America, you’re used to seeing and interacting with a great number of God’s ...