JUST US KIDS IN THE ALLEY
The Moments & Memories of my little friends and I, growing up in Northwest Philadelphia, in the thirties.
It was at a time when Americans were facing the most gloomy, and the most non-promising economic outlook they had ever known.
Yet, those were the moments when as a boy, and with his little friends, played together behind the Row Houses that we lived in. We played in the school yards, on hills, and enjoyed the comradery of each other.
I will relate stories of our zany, hilarious, and happy moments. There were moments of anticipation, team participation, and also, moments of sadness.
We were a care free group, us alley kids, in spite of the dangers that lie ahead in the world. A world to us which was alien, and a million miles away in our thinking at that time.
Yes, it was the Thirties. My memories as a little boy growing up in that era with his little friends in Northwest Philadelphia are memories I will never forget, nor want to forget, as long as I live.