THE SOJOURNER

This is the first post of my blog, and well, It only seems appropriate that it begins at my roots, my hometown right outside of North Philla- this place is responsible for who I am today. While here, I checked out a spot that I went to through out stages of my life, during each stage, for different reasons. It's a area of woods next to the train tracks and partly under an overpass. I first started going there while I was in middle school, maybe earlier? My friends and I would just dick around here and throw rocks, start fires, go in the murky sewer water, etc. Later in high school it became known as chezies, It was a party spot and a cool place to drink..i guess. Somewhere along the lines there was a hut involved too, where we would kick it at night around a campfire and drink. The party scene down here died down after a bit and I started to do graffiti down here on the bridge so the commuters on the train could see it. I stopped doing graffiti for a number of reasons, but i checked the area out, finding it calm and littered with old beer cans.