Philly Tales Blog

Growing up in Philly during the 1950s to the 1970s, kids often had to invent their own toys. I often used clothespins as soldiers. That said, there...

What I loved about the Thanksgiving Season, growing up in Philly from the late 1940s to the 1960s The chill in the air and the possibility of snow...

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

Originally posted on The Kensington Neighborhood Alumni Group on Facebook.

People often tell you, “Don’t sweat the small things,” and that’s good advice when it comes to things that disturb you. However, it’s the small thi...

Making a Buck By Harry Hallman Ben Franklin famously said, “A penny saved is a penny earned.” Obviously, he didn’t grow up in the Kensington sectio...

I was a bit stunned, but both of us were okay. The car, however, was not. We pushed the car to the side and decided to hitch a ride. You have to understand, we had been on the road for three days with no bath, were unshaven, and dressed in our Air Force winter fatigue jackets

I was dumbstruck and couldn’t speak. My mom walked over to me and said, “Didn’t you hear me?” She felt my head like she always did when trying to determine if I had a fever.

In 1951, we lived in a small row home on Wishart Street in the section of Philadelphia known as Kensington.

One cannot fully comprehend how the synapses of the human brain work, but the result is often magical. It certainly was for me on this day.

Li'l Abner comic strip had a mystical creature called a Schmoo. He got pretty famous and they began to sell Schmoo toys. I got one for Christmas w...

My mom used to burn a Bayberry candle on Christmas Eve. It was supposed to bring you good luck if it burned all night. One year my grandfather put ...