If you partied at The Pit, walked in endless circles through MacDade Mall, wrote your name on The Wall (the green pole and wooden fence behind MacDade Mall), know who the S.O.S. gang was, snuck into the movie theater, Hooked Up at the MacDade House, puked in the field, or passed out on the tracks, and generally had one hell of a good time being a dumb kid in Glenolden Park in the early to mid eighties (circa '83-'85), then this is a place to have some laughs and catch up with some old friends!


Where else would a guy lay a piece of wood over a bon fire and crash on it to get warm, setting himself on fire in the process?? I mean it WAS cold as hell in that pit on a snowy winter night, but come on, you can’t make this shit up! How about Lee (Satan!) being handcuffed at 3 AM to a shopping cart full of stolen bottles of "New Coke", while the cops cruised Glenolden looking for the other soda culprits? Meanwhile the culprits were holed up In Donnie's dad's trailer plotting their inevitably futile would be escape to the Jersey shore in a stolen truck they were to hotwire! But these idiots cut every wire under the dash and never did figure out HOW to hotwire a truck! Then trying hitching to the Jersey shore by way of I-95 South and not knowing they were going the wrong way! Winding up in and getting rolled in the black section of Media while trying to score pot from Omar! Truth is much stranger than fiction!


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Signed, one of the old gang...