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Maxine Dalsemer's Autobiography (submitted 5/7/06)
Living A Dream
I am a daughter of immigrants whose love for their adopted country was imparted to me as a youngster.
Our family of four, including my younger sister, took a trip to see the Liberty Bell. In the late 1940's it stood on the first floor of Independence Hall. "This is where America came to be," my parents said, and my "love affair" began.
At that time the public was free to enter the building, explore the rooms,and carefully ascend to the second floor. As you descended the steps to the first floor, the Bell sat gracefully at the bottom. If you wished you could run your hand across it as you bade goodbye.
During my attendance at Girls' High located at 17th and Spring Garden Sts., during the 1950's, I ventured across the street to see the United States Mint. My adventures had begun. Everywhere there seemed to be sights to explore. Onward to the Benjamin Franklin Parkway. At that time, the museums were free and I was everywhere--science museums, art museums.
The spectacular view along the East River Drive(today Kelly Drive) and the splendor of the mansions in Fairmount Park each with their own story instilled a sense of pride and love for my city.
One afternoon, in 1984, several friends were playing bridge when one of the woman mentioned she needed a guide for a group to tour the city. I received a call from the woman asking me to give the tour. I was delighted and thrilled. From that moment I was on my way to a dream. Talking about my love, Philadelphia. I've had the pleasure to brag for years.