My town's first attempt (I know of) at a classic-car show was underwhelming when I stopped by; just a few mostly '70s ones in a gas-station lot. But I got this picture.
The 1800s former Assumption Church in Philadelphia, closed because there is no more neighborhood and partly demolished inside; now some people want to preserve it because it's historic.
It's less punk rock and more hipster... Why on earth was I at the Punk Rock Flea Market? Held in the same place, the old Federal Express warehouse, as Phila Flea Markets during the winter, it's big (bigger than Phila in this venue) and has many vintage things. Lots of kids in their 20s wearing and selling golden-era stuff to make fun of it, to be ironic, camp, hip... My goal was to ransom some of it so it would have a proper home again. I ended up not buying anything this time but I'll be back.
At Phila Flea Markets in South Philly today: a trophy from sports legend John Cappelletti, whose family is from near here.
Yikes! The decline of Christendom proceeds. This 1800s church in a ghettoized part of South Philly was Emanuel Evangelical Lutheran, German. I didn't know till I saw it today that it's been a Vietnamese Buddhist temple for the past few years.
One of the fake Fifties' better entries, the original Nifty Fifty's in Folsom. Good affordable food and the atmosphere approaches 1960. But a friend reports they once hosted a celebration of the British Invasion, the Sixties. No thanks.
Until two years ago I walked to a tiny example of the real thing, Walt's in Clifton Heights, but the new owner didn't care about the history so he gutted and rebuilt it.