It’s a big day here in Philly. Not only is today the presidential primary (incidentally I voted at 7AM this morning), but it’s also Earth Day!
This day comes and goes with fan fare that waxes and wanes like anything else. I must admit that this latest wave of eco-enthusiasm is not sweeping me along with it. I was in college when I experienced the big wave of the late 1980’s. That wave swept me into a career as the recycling “garbage man” for many years. As a result I may be a little jaded because I know the difference now between talk and action. And over the years I’ve heard a LOT of talk! So, today I’m going to focus on some positive action.
Earlier this month the MR and I participated in a citywide clean up of Philly.
After a quick sweep of our neighborhood we volunteered to help in an area that needed the manpower. Props to Mayor Nutter for organizing the effort within weeks of talking office too! We ended up in the Callowhill neighborhood, which is divided from Center City by the I-76.
This is an area known for its old warehouses and dilapidated manufacturing buildings. Some of these buildings are truly works of art with granite columns, engravings, and other flourishes meant to represent the power and the energy of workforce and products manufactured inside. There are many condos here now, some with families. Even still the area has a sense of desolation about it.
The MR and I met the best people that day. Enthusiastic women and men who had moved to Callowhill before the promise of any gentrification. They’ve worked tirelessly as part of a neighborhood association performing their own cleanups, without the help outside volunteers. They sounded like war veterans as they described tackling certain lots that had been dumping grounds or fighting to keep some places from backsliding.
This day comes and goes with fan fare that waxes and wanes like anything else. I must admit that this latest wave of eco-enthusiasm is not sweeping me along with it. I was in college when I experienced the big wave of the late 1980’s. That wave swept me into a career as the recycling “garbage man” for many years. As a result I may be a little jaded because I know the difference now between talk and action. And over the years I’ve heard a LOT of talk! So, today I’m going to focus on some positive action.
Earlier this month the MR and I participated in a citywide clean up of Philly.
After a quick sweep of our neighborhood we volunteered to help in an area that needed the manpower. Props to Mayor Nutter for organizing the effort within weeks of talking office too! We ended up in the Callowhill neighborhood, which is divided from Center City by the I-76.

This is an area known for its old warehouses and dilapidated manufacturing buildings. Some of these buildings are truly works of art with granite columns, engravings, and other flourishes meant to represent the power and the energy of workforce and products manufactured inside. There are many condos here now, some with families. Even still the area has a sense of desolation about it.
The MR and I met the best people that day. Enthusiastic women and men who had moved to Callowhill before the promise of any gentrification. They’ve worked tirelessly as part of a neighborhood association performing their own cleanups, without the help outside volunteers. They sounded like war veterans as they described tackling certain lots that had been dumping grounds or fighting to keep some places from backsliding.We worked for a good 3-4 hours with dozens of others, cleaning out trash from corners of buildings, along fence lines, and sweeping streets. As our teams moved along a street, the before and after difference was striking. It’s not that we made the place shine exactly, but without all of the litter, the streets appeared more hospitable.
The best part of the day was feeling that sense of community. You could see people everywhere bagging the trash, sorting the recyclables and generally pitching in. One of the Callowhill organizers wiped tears from her eyes as she greeted volunteers from surrounding communities. She was overjoyed that people would leave their own Philly neighborhoods to help where help was needed most. The MR and I were so happy to help!
As much as the media will stress the power of the individual on Earth Day, I think it is the power of the group or community that is most significant. When the work is done collectively, the results of progress are more evident; you see things change more quickly.
We need that positive reinforcement because the task of environmental protection can seem so overwhelming. I know I get overwhelmed!
Of equal benefit too is by working together, we strengthen the ties that bind our communities together. We reinforce and strengthen each other’s commitment to our homes, to acting responsibly, and we even make new friends. Most importantly we learn that we are NOT ALONE in this effort. It’s a cliché but together we do make a difference.
The best part of the day was feeling that sense of community. You could see people everywhere bagging the trash, sorting the recyclables and generally pitching in. One of the Callowhill organizers wiped tears from her eyes as she greeted volunteers from surrounding communities. She was overjoyed that people would leave their own Philly neighborhoods to help where help was needed most. The MR and I were so happy to help!
As much as the media will stress the power of the individual on Earth Day, I think it is the power of the group or community that is most significant. When the work is done collectively, the results of progress are more evident; you see things change more quickly.
We need that positive reinforcement because the task of environmental protection can seem so overwhelming. I know I get overwhelmed!

Of equal benefit too is by working together, we strengthen the ties that bind our communities together. We reinforce and strengthen each other’s commitment to our homes, to acting responsibly, and we even make new friends. Most importantly we learn that we are NOT ALONE in this effort. It’s a cliché but together we do make a difference.