You know what I love? Being able to write that something met/exceeded my expectations, which is what happened when I visited the Museum of the American Revolution this past weekend. What is the Museum of the American Revolution you ask? Well, almost exactly what it sounds like. Philadelphia’s newest museum explores the events leading up
You’d think that unemployment might be relaxing, filled with days of daytime television, countless hours on Youtube, and a lot of late nights. Quite the contrary,at least for me. Finding a job is pretty much a full-time job, with plenty of work done after the 9-5 confines of a normal work day, and no
Maybe it was my Catholic upbringing that always made me associate cemeteries as hallowed ground, rather then something more sinister, but they never creeped me out, as they seem to do with so many people. There were two particularly old cemeteries near where I grew up, that as teenagers, we would sneak into to try
I grew up in semi-rural North Eastern Pennsylvania (NEPA), on a tiny blip on the map called Browndale. I usually have to tell people I’m from Forest City, a slightly larger speck on the map known for being the starting spot of the Steamtown Marathon, having what the Forest City News thinks is the largest memorial to
If you’re driving along King Road near Malvern PA, a small town approximately 30 miles west of Philadelphia in the heart of Pennsylvania’s mainline, you’ll come across an innocuous historical marker at where King intersects Sugartown Road. The marker tells the tale of Duffy’s Cut Mass grave, a black mark in Pennsylvania’s history that occurred 181 years ago.
Last week I paid for the majority of my Ireland trip. It left a pretty devastating hole in my bank account I’ve been trying not to look at. I decided I should probably put in my head that my four day Memorial Day weekend would have to be cheap; I even considered using it as a work weekend.