#mckeesport

[aryburn-trains]

The Port Authority of Allegheny County's PATrain makes a station stop at McKeesport, PA. August 21, 1987

[unteriors]

Allen Way, McKeesport, Pennsylvania.

[grusik]

McKeesport, Pennsylvania Canon EOS 40D Canon EF-S 18mm-55mm f/ f/3.5-5.6 IS www.fluidr.com/photos/elzopilote el zopilote's most interesting photos on Flickriver by el zopilote

[pastpittsburgh]

The Pittsburg Press; November 17, 1892.

[drunkencowpgh]

Drunken Cow Bar & Grill

Experience the best of American cuisine at Drunken Cow, a premier restaurant and sports bar nestled in the McKeesport-White Oak area. Indulge in our freshly made burgers, hoagies, and hand-cut fries, all crafted with quality ingredients for a truly satisfying meal. With an eclectic menu and vibrant ambiance, Drunken Cow is the perfect spot for casual dining or catching up with friends over drinks. Join us for the renowned happy hour, acclaimed as the finest in Western Pennsylvania. Come savor the flavors and fun at Drunken Cow today!

Address: 623 Long Run Road, McKeesport, PA 15132 United States Phone: +1 412-896-1545

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[pittsburghbeautiful]

East McKeesport

East McKeesport East McKeesport, a small borough in Allegheny County, Pennsylvania, boasts a rich heritage tracing back to the pioneering McKee family. Situated on a scenic plateau among the Turtle Creek, Monongahela, and Youghiogheny Valleys, it presents an altitude that offers unique perspectives on the region. With its incorporation dating back to December 1895, East McKeesport, PA,…

[liberty1776]

My future wife with her prom date, Her High School, Mckeesport and mine, Penn Hills, were sports rivals. She graduated 8 years after I did, so I never faced this big guy on the football field. Glad I didn't have to fight him for her hand in marriage. She was a petite 5 feet 3 inches tall. He looks a lest 6 foot 6 inches. I was 5 foot nine back then.

[travsd]

On Donna Jean Young and "Vaudeville"

Today we treat of two separate but very much related topics of roughly equal obscurity. I can’t recall which one I learned about first, but we start with comedienne Donna Jean Young (1936-2010) because May 29 was her birthday. And this will be one of those happy occasions where Travalanche is your best, very nearly ONLY source of centralized info. As the 1969 record album cover above more than…

[porcelainapparition]

East McKeesport, Pennsylvania

built in 1904

[janeya]

Have you seen McKeesport Little Theatre’s Jane? I believe the theatre has a facebook account

yes i have!

[aryburn-trains]

Sixth Street Crossing

Pittsburgh commuter to Versailles 4 days before this line was relocated to eliminate 23 grade crossings McKeesport, PA May 1, 1970

[unteriors]

Broadway Street, East McKeesport, Pennsylvania.

[grusik]

McKeesport, Pennsylvania Canon EOS 40D Canon EF-S 18mm-55mm f/ f/3.5-5.6 IS www.fluidr.com/photos/elzopilote el zopilote's most interesting photos on Flickriver by el zopilote

[dispelzine]

Walls / Walnut Street, McKeesport, Pennsylvania.

[flotuslover53]

Hey.. I'm that quora guy from earlier, I was scrolling for a little while before i found stuff that I think will pique your interestxdd

What did JFK think of Richard Nixon?

Congressmen John F. Kennedy and Richard Nixon in 1947.

JFK is age 29 (one month shy of 30). Nixon is age 34.

JFK liked and admired Nixon. Their friendship continued throughout JFK’s life.

“On New Year's Eve 1959, two days before he announced his candidacy for the presidency, Kennedy made an admission to his neighbor, journalist Charles Bartlett, that was so startling Bartlett wrote it down the following morning: "Jack says if the Democrats don't nominate him, he's going to vote for Nixon."

“Few men had observed Nixon's gifts - his ambition, his perseverance and his intellect - from the intimate vantage point afforded Kennedy. In early 1947, a civic group in the steel town of McKeesport, Pa., asked their congressman, Frank Buchanan, to invite the two congressional freshmen with the brightest futures to come debate the Taft-Hartley labor bill. Buchanan picked Kennedy and Nixon, both just elected after naval service in the Pacific.”

“On April 21, 1947, the first Kennedy-Nixon debate was held in the ballroom of the Penn McKeesport Hotel, with Kennedy getting the more sympathetic proposition. Some of the blue-collar steelers booed Nixon's warnings about encroaching union power.”

“Boarding the overnight Capitol Limited train back to D.C., the 29-year-old Kennedy and the 34-year-old Nixon drew straws for the lower berth. Nixon won, but the bed went largely unused as the awkward grocer's son found an unexpected common denominator in the handsome playboy heir to one of America's great fortunes.”

"We sat up late talking," Nixon recalled. "Neither of us was a backslapper, and we were both uncomfortable with boisterous displays of superficial camaraderie. He was shy, and that sometimes made him appear aloof. But it was shyness born of an instinct that guarded privacy and concealed emotions. I understood these qualities because I shared them."

“In 1950, Nixon planned his run for the Senate against Hollywood actress-turned-Democratic Rep. Helen Gahagan Douglas, longtime mistress of Texan Lyndon Johnson. During that campaign, Douglas branded Nixon with an epithet that would stick for life: Tricky Dick.”

“In the infamously mean-spirited race, Nixon got a psychological and a financial windfall from an unexpected source.”

“Kennedy dropped into Nixon's office and handed an envelope to administrative assistant Bill Arnold. "This man brought a personal check for $1,000," Arnold would recall. "He explained that the check should be used in Nixon's campaign for senator." Kennedy's contribution amounted to approximately one-third of the average American's annual income.”

“After Kennedy's 1952 election to the Senate, Nixon offered a different sort of help. The membership chairman of the exclusive, all-male Burning Tree golf club in Maryland got a letter from the new vice president: "I have known Senator Kennedy for a number of years as a personal friend and I feel he would make an excellent addition to the membership."

“In the Senate Office Building next to the Capitol, Kennedy was given Room 362. Nixon was right across the hall in Room 361. For eight years, there would be an easy camaraderie not just between Kennedy and Nixon but also between their secretaries. Kennedy's assistant Evelyn Lincoln would recall, "Rose Mary Woods and I were very friendly."

“In the summer of 1963, he took his wife and two daughters on a six-week overseas vacation. In a hotel room in Rome, Nixon picked up the ringing phone and heard the operator say that the president was calling. Five days after making his "Ich bin ein Berliner" speech, an ebullient Kennedy was in town.”

"Sounding happy and relaxed, he said that he heard we were in Rome and just wanted to say hello," Nixon said.”

“It was the last time Nixon and Kennedy spoke.”

Is it true? Thats beyond me XD But it's cool nonetheless.

Wow thank u for this!! I can confirm at least most of these are true.

The story about them sharing a bunk on the train after their first debate is from this article which I would recommend to everyone who is interested in the Kennedy/Nixon dynamic. They really had the most perfect meet-cute!!

It's also true that JFK gave Nixon $1,000 for his campaign against Helen Gahagan Douglas, as he says in this interview. The money came from JFK's father, but as Nixon says, he wouldn't have received the check unless JFK also supported him. (This video has some other very cute anecdotes in it, I've rewatched it so many times hehe)

Nixon and Kennedy did have offices directly across from each other, and as my source I'll just show this adorable cartoon Nixon gave to JFK:

I'm also extremely sure that the Rome story is true, and I'm also sure I've seen it mentioned in multiple sources, but for some reason the only source coming to mind right now is this fictionalised horror story about Nixon I read a few months ago where the phone call between them was included in one scene. (I'll look for a better source on this lol)

I love all these little anecdotes about the JFK/Nixon friendship, even though they may not have been the closest of friends it's fascinating to me that they had this longstanding relationship that lasted over a century and spanned just about the entire time that the two men were involved in politics. Truly they were drawn together by fate so many times!!

[upon-sunflower-trails]

love, well i've waited for you... (part 7)

richard hayden x fem reader | 1223 words

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You woke up in a rest stop, Richard leaned back in his seat snoozing away. You laughed softly to yourself. For once, he wasn't wearing a scowl or some other sour expression. You noticed how soft his hair looked, and you smiled.

Tommy was snoring loudly in the passenger seat, still clutching onto his singular Funyun. You held back a snort at the sight.

You decided you'd let the boys catch up on their sleep, but you were ready to go. McKeesport wasn't going anywhere, yes, but potential buyers sure were.

You reached over Richard's slumbering figure to unlock the doors, slipping out of the back. You stood outside of the car for a moment, basking in the crisp Pennsylvania air.

"God, who would've guessed I’d be right back where I started. Tagging along with Tommy and Richard again, riding in the passenger seat of the same car Richard's had since high school," you mused, laughing to yourself over the irony of it all. 

You sucked in a deep breath before slowly approaching the lack of a driver's side door. You nudged Richard gently, watching him squirm away from you.

"Tommy, get off, it's not funny. I drove for hours, let me rest..." he whined. You put a hand over your mouth, laughing at the man's disgruntled state.

"Richard, it's me. Here, move to the backseat so I can drive for a while."

Richard's eyes popped open immediately, gazing up at you with stars in his eyes.

"God, thank you, Y/N. you're an angel! I’ll pay you back for this, promise!" Richard stuttered out his sentence, crawling into the backseat. You just chuckled at his dazed state, finding the way he acted while tired to be endearing.

"It's nothing, Richard. I woke up, which means I won't be able to go back to sleep at all. Seriously, you've done plenty for us this trip already. If anything, this is me paying you back."

Richard rubbed the back of his neck, at a loss for words. "S-still... Thanks a lot, you know?"

His words hung in the air for a moment, clear that Richard still had more he wanted to say. However, he never said it.

You shrugged, starting the car and getting ready to get on the road.

You fumbled around in your suitcase for a moment as you pulled it from the backseat. Richard stared at you, laughing incredulously.

"What are you doing?" he asked. You huffed in frustration.

"My cassettes! I had two in here, but I can't find them!"

You stuck your tongue out in concentration, furrowing your brow as you continued to blindly dig through your things. "What were they?" Richard prompted.

You sighed in exasperation, closing the suitcase and dropping it in the seat behind you. "Ugh, my favorites! I had Hall & Oates' Private Eyes and Aerosmith’s Draw the Line albums, both on cassette! I figured I’d get a chance to play them, but now I can't find them. Could you look for them in there, if it's not too much trouble?" you asked, pushing the suitcase towards Richard halfheartedly.

The man laughed, seeming bewildered. "Y/N, there's no need. Just check the glovebox," he chimed. You did as he said, and to your surprise, there were plenty of cassettes in there. Two of which stuck out to you the most...

"Hey! Draw the Line AND Private Eyes! Damn, Richard, you have quite the collection! And some good taste," you complimented. Richard smiled sheepishly.

"Well, some of those are cassettes from high school, and... you liked those two albums so much back then, I went and bought the cassettes for when we'd drive around together."

You smiled giddily at Richard's response. "So, all those times you popped those cassettes in were because of me?!" you exclaimed. Richard nodded, shy at your realization.

Your grin stretched wider as you popped Draw the Line in. "Richard, I gotta say, you've always been an amazing friend. even when you're a smug asshole... You have just enough of a soft side to show you really care."

Your confession went unanswered, and by the time you'd checked the rearview mirrors after hitting the road, Richard was asleep against the window.

You chuckled softly to yourself, grabbing the opened bag of Funyuns which sat in the middle console.

"Hell yeah, Steven! Sing that Critical Mass!" you exclaimed to yourself, nearly missing your exit from how much you were enjoying this.

You heard shifting from the seat next to you and the crunching of a Funyun, followed by a defeated noise.

"My Funyun..." Tommy wailed weakly, the ring crumbling in his hand.

You and Richard had switched out for driving after you had driven for four hours straight. By this point, you were thoroughly exploring the collection of cassettes the man hid in his glovebox.

"Why didn't you tell me you had The Grand Illusion, Richard?! Come Sail Away is a hell of a masterpiece, I would've killed to listen to that over some radio show bullshit!" you groaned. Richard scoffed.

"Hey, how come you're the passenger but not the one with the map?" he teased. You huffed. 

"I hate directions! It’s all pointless, anyways."

"Sure, so have Tommy do it instead. Great reasoning, Y/N."

"I don't see any McKeesport!" Tommy shouted from the back seat. You crossed your arms as you popped in another cassette, choosing to listen to Styx as you cruised through the countryside.

Richard rolled his eyes. "It's the next town, tons of fun. It's gotta be there."

You busied yourself by singing along to Fooling Yourself (The Angry Young Man) as the two argued.

"Hey guys, shut up, the best part's coming on! Get up, get back on your feet-"

You go silent as you see the obstacle on the road ahead of you, Richard still busy arguing with Tommy.

"Guys! Deer!" you shrieked, tempted to jerk the wheel from Richard's hands as you barreled towards the animal.

He looked back in time, somehow avoiding killing all of you.

As the three of you got out to survey the damage, you saw the deer crumpled on the ground and gasped.

"Holy shit!" you exclaimed. Tommy and Richard followed suit, and soon the three of you began to cry.

"Y-you guys saw it happen! T-there was nothing I could do, right?" Richard wept. Tommy sniffled.

"Maybe if you didn't lean over to insult me and Y/N didn't bury herself in the glovebox you two would've seen it coming."

"Shut up, Tommy!" Both of you spat, as Richard added, "It's not my fault!"

You wiped a tear with your sleeve, feeling lost. "Poor little furry thing..." you trailed off. Richard gulped.

"I’ve never seen one up close before!" he admitted.

"What are we gonna do?! We can't just leave it here!" exclaimed Tommy.

You and Richard sat up front as Tommy sat with the dead deer.

"Oh, no! Loading it up took us over an hour... Now we've only got twenty minutes before Brady Automotive closes!" Richard cries. You sighed, massaging your temples as you look out the window, the soothing keyboard of Come Sail Away drifting through the car.

You groaned, opening a window. "This thing smells awful! Where are we gonna take it?" you grumbled. Richard shrugged.

"I don't know, the vet?" he threw out. You snorted and Tommy chimed in with, "You take dead animals to the vet?"

Richard replied without missing a beat. "Why not? I’d take you to the vet."

You let out a chuckle at that, listening as Tommy attempted to make a comeback. "Yeah, I’ll take you to.. you'll get taken... I’ll take you to the..."

"Got that?"

"Shut up, Richard!"