Joe Menkevich, as a member of the Historic Properties Committee at Historical Society of Frankford, has been researching the situation at Greenwood Cemetery. The following is his email to Jonathan Farnham, Executive Director of the Philadelphia Historical Commission:
Tag: History
Better Know a Business: Neil’s Furniture
Frankford has a wonderful history of family run businesses, passed down over the decades from parents to children. Neil’s Furniture, located at 4831 Frankford Avenue, continues that tradition.
Rebecca Goldberg has been working in Neil’s, her father’s shop, for ten years, and took over the business when her father passed away in 2010. The way she runs the store is a true tribute to her father – her focus on customer service and the creation of a community space would make her father proud.
Neil Goldberg came from a long line of furniture salesmen. His father and uncles owned a furniture store in Kensington, and his grandfather delivered pieces on horse and buggy. Neil opened his own shop on Paul Street here in Frankford in 1979, and about five years later moved to their current location on the Ave. He loved being a part of the Frankford community, and his clients became his friends, stopping by the shop at 4:00pm for “Heineken Hour”. He never advertised – a testament to him as a person and the quality of his work. He remembered everything about his customers, from their kids names to the types of furniture they bought.
Since taking over the reins for her father, Rebecca’s learned a lot about running a small business and how difficult – as well as fun and rewarding – it can be. Most importantly, she’s developed a passion for furniture she didn’t know she had. She started out her career working with animals, but has since developed a true love for interior design and a quality piece. She’s taking interior design courses, and in the years to come hopes to incorporate that new element in to the business. And, like her father, the people are her favorite part of working in Frankford.
Rebecca and her partner in crime, Chuck, are here for the long haul. They’re open from 10:00a to 6:00p Monday through Saturday, and offer flexible lifetime lay-aways as well as carpet installation. So stop on by and take the time to chat with Rebecca and Chuck – and ask them about Neil.
Frankford Gazette Marks Five Years
History of Philadelphia, 1609-1884, Volume 3
By John Thomas Scharf, Thompson Westcott
The Frankford Gazette formerly the Holmesburg Gazette was commenced in the spring of 1868 by William F Knott who continued to publish it until Oct 1 1883 when he disposed of his interest to James France The Gazette was commenced and continued to remain as a thoroughly independent local paper The originator of the enterprise commenced publishing the paper without one cent of capital borrowing enough to purchase the white paper for the first issue renting type etc and doing the entire work connected with its publication for the first six months himself The Gazette is published every Friday at the southwest corner of Main and Church Streets Frankford.
That is quite an illustrious history. The original Frankford Gazette ended publication sometime in the 1930s. It resumed on May 25th of 2007 when I wrote our first post which was about the Historical Society of Frankford new web site.
The genesis of the idea came the day when my son Jim told me to stop sending him emails about Frankford and to start blogging about it. I had heard about blogging but didn’t get the point. Then I found Blogger.com and started thinking about the possibilities. There was nothing to lose in trying it out and so we did. And thus the Frankford Gazette was resurrected.
I had no idea what to do except that I was tired of reading and hearing all about what was wrong with Frankford from people who knew little or nothing about the people who live here. My plan was only to balance out the story by making sure that some of the positive got covered. That is what we started to do.
We have evolved a bit along the way. At first it was all words and then we tried to get graphic with pictures. We have done a lot of video in the last two years. Our YouTube channel has over 14,000 views. Last Summer we began a collaboration that lead to a monthly print edition that is distributed along the Frankford Avenue business corridor.
What started out as my voice alone has now morphed into a group of collaborators. My wife Pat is a specialist in education and has written extensively on the schools and childcare. My son Jim finds things of interest that I do not even see coming (as well as being our web master and technical expert). He sniffed out the Globe Dye works long before I knew anything about it. The Frankford CDC is a major contributor mainly about the Frankford Avenue business corridor. Our special interest collaborators like the parks and Garden club are welcome additions. We have some new people coming along in the next few months from other parts of this large community that will give voice to a greater number of people.
Thanks to all who have contributed. This would be nothing but some old guy talking to himself without you. It has been an interesting five years.
Growing Up in Frankford Part 10
Continuation of Lyle (Corky) Larkin remembers:
Toasters
They were made of metal and were shaped like a pyramid with slots running up all four sides. You placed them on top of the gas stove and placed the slices of bread upright against the sides. As the heat reached up inside the toaster, it would blacken or if you were lucky, brown the side of the bread. You would then have to turn the slice over to get it done on both sides. Many a burnt finger was caused by this process.
Hangouts
We as teens, hung out at “Big Boys” drive-in on the Boulevard near Cottman Ave. They had the cutest waitresses with short skirts and sweaters as uniforms, complete with “Bobby Socks”. Pull your car into one of the many parking spaces and have a girl come out and take your order. In just a little while, she would return with a tray full of food and hook the tray on your car door. The milkshakes were the best! Even if you didn’t have any money for food, it was fun and the accepted thing to drive very slowly through the parking lot (cruise) to see who was there that evening. It was also a great place to be seen with your date.
The Front Porch
The front porch was probably the most important part of keeping a neighborhood together; it was also a way to escape the heat. During the summer months, it was a relief just to be able to get out of these hot houses. Each afternoon, people would wander out of their houses to enjoy the cool air. This was before air conditioning. Almost every house had it’s own front porch, complete with a decorative railing to protect you from going off the edge. Some were furnished with swings suspended from the ceiling with chains, or gliders others had wicker furniture, complete with coffee tables and upholstered sofa and chairs. Toward late afternoon, many of the folks would be sitting on their porches having iced tea and chatting with their neighbors. However, they were never too busy to stop and greet the people who were coming home from work as they walked down the street. There were no strangers on my block. Moms and dads would use this vantage point to look out for each others children who might be playing outside. If a skirmish might rise up, it was the unspoken duty of any grown-up within shouting distance to keep things under control. The magic part of all this is that the kids had enough respect instilled in them to “Listen To Their Elders! When you walked home, many times you would say hello to as many as twenty neighbors and even catch up on the latest news. Some of the folks used to sit on their porches from early morning till dusk, reading the paper, catching up on the sewing or even doing some of the preparation for that night’s dinner. Many times my grandmother and I would sit there and snap beans or peel potatoes. As time went by, some of these porches were glass enclosed and they were called Sun Porches. This process made them useable during part of the colder months as well as the summer. It was not unusual to come out of your house during a rainstorm and find one of your neighbors taking refuge on your porch. (“Just till the rain lets up a bit.”) It was also a great place for the kids to stay out of the weather and it was large enough to accommodate the kids and their toys. A lit porch light was always a sign of “Welcome”, it was also an indication that you were in trouble for being late if you were a kid and just getting home! I‟ll wager that many lasting romances began on these very porches Perhaps your parents began their courtship on one of them.
Imagining Frankford in Our Own Words
Dear Frankford, We have been so honored to spend the past 6-9 months with you, hearing your stories and learning about the neighborhood- its past and the hopes you have for it. You can now go online to catch a glimpse of what you have shared with us: http://www.youtube.com/user/imaginingfrankford Thank you for being so welcoming and generous! We hope that you will share these videos with your fellow community members. Because there were so many, it is going to take us a moment to edit all of them. As they are completed they will be added to the website. In the meantime, Cesar is working hard to design the 5 corridor murals. Please check your in-boxes in June for news about this process and how you can participate in the final mural design meetings. Thanks for your support, Netanel and Cesar http://muralarts.org/explore/projects/imagining-frankford Netanel Portier Project Manager City of Philadelphia Mural Arts Program The Lincoln Financial Mural Arts Center at the Thomas Eakins House 1727-29 Mount Vernon Street Philadelphia, PA 19130 215-685-0725 (office) 856-906-0078 (cell) 215-685-0757 (fax) Make your donation to the Mural Arts Program today! Visit muralarts.org/support