Pottstown is thoroughly, marvelously integrated. Maybe no place on earth can recreate a 1960s American childhood. But this town comes close and in a way that s inclusive of all colors and creeds. What I love most about our adopted hometown, though, is its utter lack of pretension. There s not a whiff of twee.
Nobody puts on lipstick for school pickups.
Keeping up with the Joneses is senseless when the Joneses are just like you. Sure, we ve got money troubles, civic woes, problems with the daughter and her new beau. We re all talking about them. This article appeared in Philadelphia magazine in April 1999. It is reproduced here by permission of the author.