Philly Tales

It‘s hot, almost oppressively hot, in the crowded schoolroom. You wipe the sweat from your forehead as the teacher gives final information about ho...

Mommy, Maman, Mami, Anychi, Mamo, Mamai, Mammina, Me Oi, Mare, Mamman, Mamusia, Mamica. Whatever language you use, the word mommy can put a smile ...

Easter is almost here (April 17, 2022,) and you are no doubt being tempted to buy jellybeans, chocolate bunnies, and coconut cream eggs early so yo...

When I grew up in Philly during the 1940s and 1950s, my family was not particularly religious. My dad was a nonpracticing Catholic, and my mom was ...

Originally posted on The Kensington Neighborhood Alumni Group on Facebook.

All images are from 1930 to 1980 and have been colorized.

All photos are from the Philly Tales photo album. 

Did you know that the term “I Scream, You Scream, We All Scream for Ice Cream” comes from a song written in 1920 by Howard Johnson, Billy Moll, and...

During the early hours of the morning, I sometimes wake up feeling as though I have just visited a lost world, a world that no longer exists in our...

It was hard to talk or be heard because, for some reason, this night, there were at least thirty guys and girls outside of our favorite hangout. A ...

1953 to 1957 – Ages 9 to 13 – Summer The siren's sound was deafening as our teacher quickly guided us to the hallway and told us to put our heads b...

Happy Easter! “Spring has sprung,” my grandfather, Pop, used to say. For him, it was a time for celebration because he could go fishing again. Ever...