By Dale Mezzacappa
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It is all that. Which is just fine with me.
I have lived in the neighborhood since 1986, raising my son on a street of row houses built in the 1920's for the workers on the old Pennsylvania Railroad, whose tracks now are used for SEPTA's Regional Rail. The Allen's Lane stop on the Chestnut Hill West line is three blocks away.
The old gabled station with the apartment on the second floor now houses the High Point Café, which makes divine crepes and great lattes. It is one of two coffee shops within walking distance of my house, both hot neighborhood meeting spots. They also hold events like open mike days and neighborhood sidewalk sales.
On a two-block stretch of
Across the street, in what was once the country's first foreign car dealership, is FitLife, a first-rate gym where the diversity of the neighborhood is on display - black, white, young, old, prominent (Comcast VP David Cohen, among others), obscure. The classes are varied, frequent, and start at
I have seen many changes in the quarter century I've lived on
When I moved in, what is now Infusion, the coffee shop, was a downscale Laundromat where one didn't dare go late at night. The train station had a few businesses cycle through, but was definitely not the neighborhood meeting space it is today. The Sedgwick was underused, the gym not as comprehensive or well-run, the restaurants not as numerous.
More than that, the house immediately next door was not kept up, its elderly owner unable to control the traffic brought through by his down-and-out, unemployed son.
Today, that house is restored and one of the nicest on the street. Many of the older families have died off, but a few remain, including the street's best gardener. They've been replaced for the most part by young singles and couples who appreciate the block's stability, vitality and proximity to public transportation.
Two doors down, a couple lived in the same house for more than 50 years, serving as surrogate grandparents to many of the street's children. When Ruth died, one of my cats moved in with Eddie to be his companion for the remaining year of his life. Their grandson moved in for a while, then rented it to an older woman who loves the street so much that she recently signed 12-year lease.
Many of the neighborhood's institutions have persisted through the decades. In May, there is Mount Airy Day, a big neighborhood party. In October, the old cobblestones shake under the musket fire from the re-enactment of the Battle of Germantown on the site of Cliveden, the home of Benjamin Chew, where one can still see the imprints of the musket balls in the stone walls .
There's Big Blue Marble Bookstore and Weaver's Way Co-op. Every Tuesday is a farmers' market at the Lutheran Theological Seminary - which is located on the site of the estate of William Allen - the 18th century merchant, public figure, philanthropist and founder of
The
Over the few weeks, I asked friends what they liked about
The large houses and green space are important. Although I live in a row house, I can walk out on my back deck and feel like I'm in a park. My neighbors and I on
Many people move to
The neighborhood is still diverse. My immediate neighbors on either side are a lesbian couple with an adopted Chinese daughter, and a single mom with a biracial daughter.
But the rest of the city has been changing so rapidly that
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To be sure, there is still palpable pride over what
Yet, its public schools have struggled to be integrated - they are mostly African American, although many families moved there hoping to create that rarity in American life: schools that represent the racial and socio-economic diversity of the country while also maintaining excellent academics. "At its best moments it represented something of the vision of bringing people together in a diverse community around their shared interests in having a good school," said one activist resident whose children attended the public schools. "That was the main thing that brought us to the neighborhood."
Still pulsing with idealism,
Dale Mezzacappa is a writer, reporter and teacher whose most recent work for Metropolis was a series on Philadelphia's public schools.
