We went to Chester when i was a kid to the Sears store. Not sure where it was but we had to park and walk across the shaky bridge. It was literally a tar covered bridge that you could make go up and down. It made our week. Later i would ride my bike the 5 miles to get flavored extracts to make shaved ice to sell at our stand in front of our house. I was a member of the Chester YMCA and did Gymnastics there. Now you drive thru and see burned churches and not much else. what a shame.
my father grew up in the Philly area....we used to visit some relatives in Media, Pa....the worse thing he ever did was roller skate into downtown Philly without telling his mother....