My Dad Ed MacNicoll sent me this cool picture of
State & Broad Sts, Downtown Trenton. This is before
my time but many Burg area folks would remember this.
Enjoy:)
6 years ago
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5 comments:
This is where all us letter carriers gathered to catch buses all over the city. Can you imagine getting on a bus loaded down with a bag full of mail. I will say a kind word about most of the riders, they offered their seat to us.
I remember my grandmother on Home Ave. had the nicest and jolly mailman, always a smile and a big yell "MAILMAN".
When I delivered mail in the Burg, most of the people asked me if I was the child of Lizzie. My mother's name was Elizabeth and they all knew her from the Burg. They spoke Italian, which I knew well. Ben and Sam Light were Jewish merchants and spoke Italian better than I. Sam's grandaugher, Judith, played with Tony Danzo in the TV show "Whose The Boss.
I remember all the postmen at State and Broad. I remember those years and the center of Trenton. At Christmas Time it was like a Norman Rockwell picture in my mind. If you have even seen the movie "A Christmas Story" life when I grew up was like that, the down town area at Christmas, the stores all fixed up. The folks in the street. Next time you see that picture...turn down the sound and just look at the homes, the people and cars, street scenes and you will be seeing what many of us grew up seeing..It was a wonderful world....
I lived never Chambersburg during the war years and had a wonderful time, all the folks shared everything, we had Victory gardens, if you were sick, they put a large "Quarantined sign" on your door. Then all your neighbors passed food to the family thru the widows. That's now we kids got to know and taste ethic foods. Italian, Polish German, French, Hungarian and others. Yes, It was a wonderful world.
Then in 1946 we moved to West Trenton....and that's when I discovered that we were poor. HMMMMM Ha! Ha! Ha!
I love thinking of that, you could never get me to trade those years..Yes...You might not understand this..but like was a complete Norman Rockwell world.
I'd like to tell your dad that when we were kids we called the western part of Trenton, Cracker Hill, cause the people ate crackers in order to pay their mortgage. The area around Cadwaller Park was beautiful, I know cause I delivered mail at one time all around that section. I also recall the West Trenton area. Riding through that section in 2007 made me sick, What a change.
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