My parents were both from northeastern Pennsylvania, and though I’ve been a New Yorker since I was little I’m known… Read more The Adventures Of Joe Pa.
I drove up Wyoming Avenue, Route Eleven, to the Rock Street Music Store on Main Street in Pittston, Pennsylvania. … Read more I Don’t Fit In
“Last night I had a dream,” Chester told Mabel. “Do tell,” she replied. “My parents were both from northeastern Pennsylvania,”… Read more Sharing A Dream
Herbert’s and Myrtle’s reception was at the local country club. There was one guest no one could account for. No… Read more Uncle Who?
“There weren’t many Jews in my parents’ northeastern Pennsylvania,” I told Ralph. “Celia and Morris Grossmann were among the few. … Read more Hard Times
When I was growing up, my grandmother lived in West Pittston, in northeastern Pennsylvania. Legend has it that Bob Weaver,… Read more Yet Another Bob Weaver Story
Like us on Facebook It’s the Fourth of July weekend, 1974, in Hilldale, Pennsylvania. My cousin Gary and I, at seventeen… Read more It’s A True Story
The Wyoming Free LIBRARY has always been one of the heppest of hot spots in northeastern Pennsylvania. John is the… Read more Busy Neighbors
Last weekend was when we celebrated Independence Day in northeastern Pennsylvania. It was such an especially nice time but I… Read more Fourth Of July