There’s a final line in the movie “Ghost” when the recently departed Sam (played by Patrick Swayze) tells his very much alive girlfriend (played by Demi Moore) “The love inside – you take it with you.” The purpose of this post is to just confirm that for the vast majority of us who grew up in the Duquesne – West Mifflin area, we carry a love for our childhood home. See if you agree.
I received the awesome photograph and email below from a former West Mifflin- Duquesne resident, Tony Pinkovsky. The photo was taken at the previously named Duquesne Country Club located off of Commonwealth Avenue in West Mifflin. The County Club is under new ownership and is now named WestWood.
Here’s a tidbit of information that I just came to realize. Most of the main roads in Duquesne that would crossover into West Mifflin Borough would change names at the point of intersection. For example; Crawford Ave. would become Pennsylvania Ave., Kennedy Ave. would become Texas Ave., Grant Ave. becomes Homestead Duquesne Rd., Duquesne Blvd. turns into Kennywood Blvd, etc. However the only road that continues with the same name from Duquesne into West Mifflin is Commonwealth Ave. Interestingly enough, When Commonwealth Ave. intesects with Homestead Duquesne Rd. in West Mifflin, it suddenly changes to Briery Lane. I wonder why? Any clues?
Photograph by Tony Pinkovsky
Well another great Christmas visit at home in West Mifflin. I no longer live there but I was born and raised there. Dad worked at Duquesne Works, and I can still remember like it was yesterday.
Back in the 70’s we would get hammered with snow, the streets would be covered and us kids would go out to shovle snow to earn a buck or two. Then when night came we would go sled ridding at the Duquesne Golf Course, not sure if it was legal, but we never got kicked off. Then back home to enjoy some hot cocoa and tell Mom what we did all day.
Dad would come home, read the Daily News paper, eat dinner and turn in after a hard days work at the mill. On Christmas day we would go Saint Peters and Paul Church then visit relatives and sit around and talk.
We had a tradition where we would wash our hands in a bowl filled with coins and water; the prayer was that we would have money throughout the year. But times have changed, Mom’s still alive but Dad is no longer with us. My sister and her family came over for Christmas and we washed our hands once again, but I still long for the yesteryears of the past, but am grateful I got to grow up in West Mifflin and Duquesne, what a great place to experience life.