by Jonathan Reisman


When I was growing up in Philadelphia, March and April meant spring. In my high school years in the late ‘60s and early ‘70s, warmer temperatures and longer days corresponded to tennis practice and matches. By mid to late April, temperatures in the high 70s and low 80s were not uncommon. The City of Brotherly Love was fully greened and often sweltering by May Day.

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