Yeah, the US is a big country but most people live on the coasts. I wonder why my grandfather didn't go to the other one. The one that is funky, where the weather is always pleasant and the people better looking. Too tired maybe after the long trek across the Atlantic or perhaps living on the East Coast allowed him a glimpse of home or at least a glance at the horizon that led the way back to the Adriatic Sea. Which makes me wonder why he ever left the place at all. That place more lovely than even California.
Darby is a borough in Delaware County, Pennsylvania where you can stand with one foot in town and the other in SW Philly. It is bordered by Darby Creek. It has a public library erected in 1743 and a cemetery more than 300 years old. The Quakers lived there early in the colonial era. In 1900 3,429 people made their homes there in 1940 10,334 residents of Darby existed. It is here, in November 1960 where I had my first view of the world.
Friday, May 30, 2008
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