Share a Fishtown memory that makes you happy...

dan's picture

Whether you've lived here your entire life, or just moved in during the last few weeks, please share a Fishtown memory that makes you happy.

ken215's picture

Easter 2007 at DNA's house.

Easter 2007 at DNA's house. The absolute most fun I have had in Fishtown.

Lisa33's picture

Falling in love with my

Falling in love with my husband in his old one-room apartment on Shackamaxon Street.

dan's picture

ken215 wrote:Easter 2007 at

ken215 wrote:

Easter 2007 at DNA's house. The absolute most fun I have had in Fishtown.

Tell us a little more.

ken215's picture

We sat around, ate, drank

We sat around, ate, drank and laughed all day. I do owe most of that laughter to Neil Puck.

dan wrote:
ken215 wrote:

Easter 2007 at DNA's house. The absolute most fun I have had in Fishtown.

Tell us a little more.

Ken

Swally in '08

PeeWeeMartini's picture

Thinking about the Holy Name

Thinking about the Holy Name May Precessions in the mid-late 80s always gives me warn feelings.

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When we were little we went

When we were little we went to bed very early, about 7:30-8:00, I guess with 8 kids my parents needed the time...
Bed time was strictly enforced and we were hardly ever allowed to stay up late not even on the only exceptions were watching Charlie Chan on Friday nights when we ordered Pizza and when the Wizard of Oz was on TV..

I remember one night it was so hot, no AC for us, and my Dad came and got us out of bed after we had already fallen asleep and took us out through our garage on Day Street and they had the fire plug turned on.. I will always remember running around in our pajamas, me and my brothers and sisters playing in that water, watching the moon reflect off the puddles..

And I just remember seeing my Mom and Dad so happy watching us.. We did not get to go out with my parents in a "fun" way when I was little, My dad often worked two jobs and my Mom was busy with us and the house.. Can you imagine laundry for 10??
So that memory has alway stood out for me..

I remember going inside when they turned it off thinking it must be midnight or something and it was only like 10:00pm.. But it was nice and cool falling asleep..

codergrrl's picture

These memories are all over

These memories are all over forty years old...

Laying in bed in the summer and listening to the moving boxcars on York street, you could hear the wheels squealing...they always reminded me of an orchestra tuning up.

Also laying in bed on a summer morning, and hearing off in the distance the sound of drums, and then remembering it was the Memorial Day Parade coming, and rushing downstairs and outside in time to see it...

Listening to the fog horns of the ships on the river...
(although I did hear a foghorn one day not too long ago also).

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codergrrl wrote: (although I

codergrrl wrote:

(although I did hear a foghorn one day not too long ago also).

Sorry, that was me after some taco bell.
http://neilpuck.smugmug.com

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I have lived in East

I have lived in East Kensington for the last year. So far my favorite memories are cleanup days. Something about gathering with friends and neighbors to clean Frankford ave or our block- It just makes a person feel good. I have never felt like I live in a community that cares about each other and this makes living in East Kenso worth all the trouble.

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codergrrl wrote:These

codergrrl wrote:

These memories are all over forty years old...

Laying in bed in the summer and listening to the moving boxcars on York street, you could hear the wheels squealing...they always reminded me of an orchestra tuning up.

Also laying in bed on a summer morning, and hearing off in the distance the sound of drums, and then remembering it was the Memorial Day Parade coming, and rushing downstairs and outside in time to see it...

Listening to the fog horns of the ships on the river...
(although I did hear a foghorn one day not too long ago also).

Gosh, I remember hearing the trains too and listening to the ships and the toots of the tugs. Dad was a merchant marine, he would tell me what the different toots and blasts from ships meant. Now if I could only remember what he said way back then.

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In my early teens, one of my

In my early teens, one of my aunts owned a hotel near the boardwalk in Wildwood. My dad would let me stay there, on my own, for a few weeks. I met a girl there, she was from Fishtown, and we spent a lot of time together getting to know each other. She and her girlfriend stayed at the same hotel.

We would sit on the front porch for hours, til the wee hours of the morning, just horsing around.

When it came time to head home again, she left for Fishtown and I went to my aunt's home in Rhawnhurst. For the rest of that summer, I would take the bus to Frankford and then the El to Girard and walk to her house. I spent the rest of my days that summer commuting to Fishtown to spend the day with Diane.

I recently tried to locate her, with no luck. Those were fond memories.

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waking on a Saturday morning

waking on a Saturday morning and going to the German bakery at Columbia and Thompson for crispy cream donuts and butter cake

knocking on doors to find enough kids for a
" choose up "

FREEEEEESH PRETZELS!, ALL REEEEEEADY!, FREEEESH PRETZELS ALL REEEEEADY!

stealing beer from Schmidt's brewery on Wilde st near boon school were the loading docks were

sweeping the "payment" in front of my house after the water truck came down the street

going to Vito's gas station @ palmer and girard for FREE AIR for your bike

the bike rallies at Adair school to promote safety

one of the best was getting my dirt bike parts from mike the biker on front street and walking into a pizza/hot pepper contest and hanging with them and drinking port wine when i was 12 BTW this was the guy who started the whole toys for tots bike run
awesome dude. awesome hood. was, still is, will ever be to many great memories to list.

Kat's picture

Well you guys will think

Well you guys will think this is corny, but being almost new to the area (moved here from Southern Cal), my best memory of Fishtown is on October 18th 2003...My wedding day to Nunzio. Our wedding day. I was walking down the steps to the limo (for the looooong ride around the corner to St. Annes lol...) and as the girls and I went down the steps, no less than 10 people driving/walking by yelled "congratulations" or honked their horn, smiling and waving. It was the best day ever. And it has only gotten better since then.

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Kat wrote:Well you guys will

Kat wrote:

Well you guys will think this is corny, but being almost new to the area (moved here from Southern Cal), my best memory of Fishtown is on October 18th 2003...My wedding day to Nunzio. Our wedding day. I was walking down the steps to the limo (for the looooong ride around the corner to St. Annes lol...) and as the girls and I went down the steps, no less than 10 people driving/walking by yelled "congratulations" or honked their horn, smiling and waving. It was the best day ever. And it has only gotten better since then.

That's what's up.

susan's picture

The Fire Engine @ Newts-

The Fire Engine @ Newts-
Newts...pool, playground, swings, building....

Playing in the street at night until the adults were ready to go in. There had to be 20 kids on our block.

ken215's picture

you big stud. Nunzio

you big stud.

Nunzio wrote:
Kat wrote:

Well you guys will think this is corny, but being almost new to the area (moved here from Southern Cal), my best memory of Fishtown is on October 18th 2003...My wedding day to Nunzio. Our wedding day. I was walking down the steps to the limo (for the looooong ride around the corner to St. Annes lol...) and as the girls and I went down the steps, no less than 10 people driving/walking by yelled "congratulations" or honked their horn, smiling and waving. It was the best day ever. And it has only gotten better since then.

That's what's up.

Ken

Swally in '08

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One of my fondest memories

One of my fondest memories is from my childhood. The Shrimp Boat (now Starboard Side) once a year in the summer (I think August) would invite everyone to the back street where they would give slices of watermelon to all. You could go back for more than one.

I remember the watermelon being so juicy that it ran down your arms.

All the kids were there that day.

teahead215's picture

The string bands walking

The string bands walking through the neighborhood. They used to do it in NE Philly when I was a kid, but in Fishtown it felt better.

PattiMey's picture

Every summer the swimmo

Every summer the swimmo (Montgomery Pool) now ( Lederer's Pool ) would have a party on the last day of the summer. All ages would take part in the closing . There were games and hot dogs and Dixie Cups . At the end of the evening, before the pool was emptied, the lifeguards would grease watermelons and throw the melons into the pool. Anyone who could get one out of the pool won a prize. It was a funtime for all.
Also every Memorial Day kids would decorated their bikes and ride around showing off the master piece and then head over to the Elm Post for a free hot dog and soda.

Cajunmoon's picture

Going to work with my dad

Going to work with my dad and meeting all the kids near his office at Novick Brothers when they were in Fishtown.

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Pure_Fishtown wrote:One of

Pure_Fishtown wrote:

One of my fondest memories is from my childhood. The Shrimp Boat (now Starboard Side) once a year in the summer (I think August) would invite everyone to the back street where they would give slices of watermelon to all. You could go back for more than one.

I remember the watermelon being so juicy that it ran down your arms.

All the kids were there that day.

I was there! Gosh, you would run down the street like there were giving out gold! They set up right along the back of the Penn Widow's Home, (theres some history in that place too!) It didn't take much to make a bunch of kids happy!
I also remember the water truck, it used to come along after the trash was picked up, and spray the street, and you would sit on the step and hope that your feet got wet. (Even though it was dirty, dusty water spray!)
I used to love watching my neighbor get coal delivered too...and then they would have little cans of ashes to put out on trash day...and this was before they invented trash bags!

george's picture

My favorite memory is

My favorite memory is driving Brooke's car.

FISHTOWNMOMMY's picture

One of my happy memory of

One of my happy memory of fishtown is the fishtown boxing club my dad ran it was so much fun to go there and watch the guys box god that was so long ago.

BT's picture

One fond Fishtown memory is

One fond Fishtown memory is of when I first met my wife at the home of a mutual friend on Richmond st. This was years before there were any restaurants or clubs nearby. We used to gather at my friend's house for a few beers, (quite a few), then after dark we would walk down to Penn Treaty Park and watch the fires burning across the river in north Camden. There would sometimes be three or four houses in flames at a time.
You just don't get that kind of entertainment around here anymore. Those were the days.

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BT wrote:One fond Fishtown

BT wrote:

One fond Fishtown memory is of when I first met my wife at the home of a mutual friend on Richmond st. This was years before there were any restaurants or clubs nearby. We used to gather at my friend's house for a few beers, (quite a few), then after dark we would walk down to Penn Treaty Park and watch the fires burning across the river in north Camden. There would sometimes be three or four houses in flames at a time.
You just don't get that kind of entertainment around here anymore. Those were the days.

I didn't know whether to laugh at your post or not. But I thought your fondest memory was meeting me and the rest of the gang (good and bad). :) But, I can see how your lovely wife beats us out.

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Pure_Fishtown wrote:BT

Pure_Fishtown wrote:
BT wrote:

One fond Fishtown memory is of when I first met my wife at the home of a mutual friend on Richmond st. This was years before there were any restaurants or clubs nearby. We used to gather at my friend's house for a few beers, (quite a few), then after dark we would walk down to Penn Treaty Park and watch the fires burning across the river in north Camden. There would sometimes be three or four houses in flames at a time.
You just don't get that kind of entertainment around here anymore. Those were the days.

I didn't know whether to laugh at your post or not. But I thought your fondest memory was meeting me and the rest of the gang (good and bad). :) But, I can see how your lovely wife beats us out.

Call me crazy, but meeting you and the gang is a memory right up there with that of my courting days in Fishtown. A memory strangely similar to watching those arson fires blazing out of control across the river many years ago.

Pure_Fishtown's picture

ROFLMBO. Kinda like a

ROFLMBO.

Kinda like a baptism by fire? You know I still love you.

Little Buster's picture

My memories are a bit hazy

My memories are a bit hazy due to being so little at the time, but I can still feel the warmth of the sunlight coming through the kitchen window of my Grammom's house on Marlborough St. Gram would stand me in a basin and wash me (and then my cousin Lisa, if she was there, too) down with Ivory soap and water in that warm, sunny kitchen.

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Newt's was the best hang out

Newt's was the best hang out with the fire engine and the pool. The snowball shop at Tulip and Norris. I think the owner's name was John and he made cotton candy and popcorn also. It was great in the summer time.

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I like running around in my

I like running around in my summer uniform (a bathing suit), Having water balloon fights, turning 5gal workmans buckets into swimming pools and outdoor bathrooms (because running inside to pee was out of the question!) Just dont mix up the buckets! Playing "Knock knock zoom zoom" for the first time. I guess most of all its being outside, dirty and happy, with my best friends from sun up until sun down and as long as I didnt go past the corner on either side of the street i wasnt in trouble... Im sad my daughter can't have that.