Waiting to see what became our first home on August 8, 1988. To quote a certain Mr. Garcia: "what a long strange trip it's been".
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Tob, not typical Ridgely..in fact, I wonder if you two are a little bit nuts.
Maybe... but we had our reasons...
First, we were a young couple of modest means. We were hardly the gentry leading the charge to gentrify Kensington. Second, nearby Fishtown had slowly but surely been reviving and there were many reasons to think that parts of Kensington were due for a fix up too. The neighborhood was not as bad as our pic looks. All the houses on our block were well maintained except the one we bought. And finally, sentimentality -- both my parents and grandparents had lived in Kensington. I was going home.
At first, it was safe and we could walk around at all hours. The prison cap was the disaster that fueled the decline. Every corner, including ours, became a crack corner. The realtors fueled the fire by panicking many into selling and the Exodus was on.
The people of the McPherson Sq. part of Kensington put up a good fight but were overwhelmed. No one helped. In fact, or own governmment worked against us looking down on us as a neighborhood that was predestined for decline and only good as a gritty backdrop for Rocky movies.
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