Germantown Pride [Germantown/Schnitzelburg]


Germantown is one of those corners of the world that you can never quite forget. For me, it's not only because I was raised here, but it's because I continue to come back to this place.  For others, I hear similar sentiments about the town and how they once perceived it before having stepped foot down here, and how they now can't get enough once they've been here.  It's the people that you find around that way, the attitudes that you encounter, and the bars that you stumble out of.

When you sit down and think about it, what is the real reason you continue to endorse a product, continue to turn the door knob at that restaurant or bar that you stop by once a week or so, or the underlying factor that makes your heart beat strongly when you think of something that makes you proud as you look upon it?  That's right, it's the love, and I can't think of a place where I've been shown more of that than here.

When we were kids and those rival neighborhood boys would come talking that trash in our very own backyards we'd send them packing with a good old fashioned ass whooping and a new found respect for the neighborhood that they just got ran out of.  When we grew up some and maybe shared that first beer, or in other cases, that first joint with your old man and had your first man to man talk about life, where yours was headed, where his had been, and he tried to steer you straight before you made the same mistakes he had when he was younger.  That's what makes us who we are, what makes us unique though other neighborhoods may have a similar history, and it's what gives us our sense of pride...our Germantown pride.

Photo courtesy of Damian Gerlach

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