48 Quotes About Philadelphia

The roof is on its side. Does that mean the boat is on its side . . . or ?" "YES that's what it means. What are you talking about!!""I didn't know how boats this big work, alright.

It is at least as possible for a Philadelphian to feel the presence of Penn and Franklin as for an Englishman to see the ghosts of Alfred and Becket. Tradition does not mean a dead town; it does not mean that the living are dead but that the dead are alive. It means that it still matters what Penn did two hundred years ago or what Franklin did a hundred years ago; I never could feel in New York that it mattered what anybody did an hour ago.

While Geyer was on the German steamship to Rio de Janeiro, his co-workers struggled to cope with intense emotions. The day after forty-five miners died in the Roslyn, Washington, explosion, Philadelphia suffered a tragedy of their own—one that would rock City Hall and its police force to its core.

. . . the two families were about to be impacted in a major way as Philadelphia and the rest of the world were slammed with a pandemic so catastrophic that it killed more people than World War I.

There's more to Philadelphia than Cheesesteaks and Wawa Hoagies,Here is a list of 1 places you will love in Philadelphia:The Betsy Ross HouseReading Terminal MarketBoat House Row/Kelly DriveNational Constitution CenterDelaware River waterfrontThe Liberty BellBenjamin Franklin ParkwayFranklin InstitutePhiladelphia Museum of ArtCity Hall and it's Observation deck

This book is dedicated to all good teachers everywhere, most particularly those of the William Levering School and Central High School in Philadelphia, to whom more is owed than can ever be repaid.

Depending who you ask, the Pen & Pencil is either the oldest press club in America "the place I score coke

My first vegetable garden was in a hard-packed dirt driveway in Boulder, Colorado. I was living in a basement apartment there, having jumped at the chance to come out West with a friend in his Volkswagen Bug, fleeing college and inner-city Philadelphia. I was twenty, hungry for experience, and fully intending to be a ski bum in my new life. But it didn’t turn out that way.

By dawn, June 18, 1778, an eerie silence surrounded the docks of Philadelphia, which were strewn with tables, chests and other household goods. Tossed overboard by the departing British to make room for military gear, those possessions were the remaining personal effects of the three thousand Tories who had streamed onto British ships and sailed for New York City the preceding day.