Chester is worse than Philly.
I walked around twice down there, never again.
Wow.... I hate to admit that I was born and raised in Chester. There was a corner bar, The Bull Moose, at 3rd and Lamokin.
I left the area in 1968, never to return, except for funerals. While at my 50th Chester High School Reunion, some of my classmates that were into real estate, stated they had some investors that were going to bring Chester back to life. I told them the only way to bring it back, was to raze the whole city.
Back in the day, Chester was know for it’s High School Band and its basket ball program. The band doesn’t exist now, no music classes starting in 3rd grade. I played the drums, starting in 3rd grade. We even played at the Republican National Convention for Nixon, also, the Miss America Parade in Atlantic City.
Back then, Chester was divided into two parts. The southern portion of the city, poor schools, project housing, etc. Chester had one High School, everything would merge there. In 10th grade, I was surprised that students from the south side of Chester couldn’t read. I told my father at dinner after witnessing this. He said that’s why we moved to the east side of Chester, when you started school. I’m saddened by Chester’s outcome.