Philly Tales Blog

By Harry HallmanAfter 78 years, you have a mixed bag of memories, and I try to draw on the one from my happy years of growing up in Philly. The oth...

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...

Over the years, I have often written articles about memorial day. I believe it’s important to honor those who have sacrificed for America’s freedom...

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. 

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...

Atlanta, the city I live in now, is famous for being very hot and humid during the summer months. For instance, today, August 10, the temperature i...