Posts Tagged ‘Fishtown’

Fishtown Spirit: Community meeting coverage of soda tax, I-95 and more

A few times a month, I go out to civic and town watch meetings in a variety of neighborhoods. Yes, I actually find most of them to be fun — local politics on the smallest of scale. Since moving to Fishtown, I’ve begun going to monthly Fishtown Action and Fishtown Neighbors Meetings and filing reports [...]

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The chair that’s reserving your snowy parking spot in Fishtown

I’m no serious driver, but I’m fascinated by car culture in all its forms. Like the severity with which parking is taken in many urban neighborhoods in even transited cities, Philadelphia certainly included. My own new neighborhood of Fishtown has all the makings of a fight to be had: long-time residents, a conflicting gentrifying population, [...]

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Fishtown Spirit: A neighborhood photographer wants more neighborhood support

My first clip for the Fishtown Spirit ran in last Thursday’s issue, and my second ran yesterday. Keith Angelitis just started a fire in the front room of his Frankford Avenue studio. He has a jacket on and a ball cap pulled over his ruffled brown hair. Big front windows welcome the sunlight that pours [...]

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Welcome to Fishtown

A crazy thing happened on Dec. 2. I closed on my first home, quite an end to a decade of transition from childhood to adulthood. Something worthy enough to update a bit on. I’m in the heart of the Fishtown neighborhood of the riverward section of Philadelphia, once a place exclusively for working-class (white) families [...]

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Metro: Snow reporting, records and such

Nothing newspapers love more than a big storm. I jumped into the fray with a few items for Metro on the second largest snowfall in recorded Philadelphia history in today’s paper. The second worst snowstorm in Philadelphia’s recorded history welcomed John Hutchison to Fishtown over the weekend. Read the rest of the main story here. [...]

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Six days from now

By Christopher Wink | May 08, 2008 One week from yesterday three strangers riding beside me on the 3 bus will be dead. But I can’t know it. It hasn’t happened, and I’ve never spoken to them before and won’t in the future. To tell you the truth, I didn’t even like know they were [...]

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