tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19041693.post1246097004174611236..comments2024-03-09T12:18:51.016-05:00Comments on TOM GLOVER'S HAMILTON LIBRARY SCRAPBOOK: LOCAL HISTORY WITH A PERSONAL TOUCH.: 1946: I WAS 13 AND JUST STARTING TO KNOW "DOWNTOWN" TRENTONTom Gloverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01749723834326832799noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19041693.post-89682666227477215622014-06-13T12:12:37.196-04:002014-06-13T12:12:37.196-04:00Bill:
The "parapaligic" you refer too wa...Bill:<br />The "parapaligic" you refer too was nicknamed "Sticks". He lived in my South Trenton Neighborhood, and was a professional pan handler.<br />Truth be told, he did have one leg which when carefully curled under his very thin body would make it appear he was without those extemities.<br /><br />Best Wishes<br /><br />Mike Kuzma<br /><br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19041693.post-87889744512157128872014-06-13T00:58:53.518-04:002014-06-13T00:58:53.518-04:00As a tyke, I recall being led by the hand through ...As a tyke, I recall being led by the hand through E. State St. One of my early memories was that of an older paraplegic gentleman that pushed himself along the down streets on what amounted to a skateboard, but he held two bricks in his hand to contact the sidewalk. IIRC, his name was Bert or Berk.<br /><br />We enjoyed going into the candy store whose name i forget, just to the W of State and Broad. We had a friend that worked there and she was always give me a piece of candy or three.<br /><br />My Mom never drove downtown. HSe was pretty cute and wound up getting stopped by the local constabulary for some petty reason. ;-)SJBillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01396634140715010591noreply@blogger.com