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Proud To Be Ambler by Eddie Flotte Ambler pa.

Song and watercolors by Eddie Flotte about growing up in Ambler Pa.... Well I was born way way back in 1956, in a long row of houses that was made of bricks. by the Keasbey and Mattison factory 5 stories high along the tracks with its smoke stacks and mountains of white. Off the clock up the block in the Wyndham Hotel in it's dimly lit tap room were its clientele. Where your father sat along side of his father and mine on a break they had to take from the assembly line. In our white shirts and neck ties all us Catholics went up the street to the Catholic schools where we were sent. While all the public kids went piling up and filing into class at the old public school .. no neckties and no Catholic Mass. At the corner store up by your grand ma's house we could trade in all the soda bottles that she through out. for baseball cards, tasty cakes, caps for the gun comic books, wooden airplanes or bubble gum. Before there was a K-mart and before the mall the seven eleven or urban sprawl, uptown is where you found all the things you wanted and more at the shoe repair the Sun Ray or the hardware store. There was a country side just on the out- skirts of town where corn fields and wide open spaces abound, with chicken coops and rabbit pens and old wooden screen doors produce stands, dairy cows and general stores. Now these streets that I walk and I once called home, still call out the names of all the people I've known and the castle that still stands way up there on the hill like a ghost it stands watching out and over us still. And as I walk down these streets of the life of lived and as I sail down the stream of all the things I did, that Wissahickon Crick there still faithfully flows, on it's way down stream to where everything goes...

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