A Visit to My Hometown

In November of 2017 I took a trip back to southern New Jersey to attend my 50th high school reunion. As background, I was born in Camden, NJ in 1949 and lived with my parents in my grandparents’ home for one year. We then moved to Ocean City, NJ and lived there for about 4 years before returning to Camden and moving back in with my grandparents. The home we lived in was built by my great grandfather and was quite large. It was attached side-by-side to another home, occupied by a family that was the grandmother and aunt and uncle of the boy who became my best friend. At some point my grandparents moved out, into a nearby apartment building and my sister and brother came along. We lived in that home until I was 14 years old and to this day I can remember every square inch of that home. Often when I go back for a visit, I take a few hours to return to that Parkside neighborhood of Camden and on this visit I took my camera and explored the neighborhood and downtown Camden.

_DSF8167.jpgWe lived in the left hand side of this side-by-side duplex (where the man is standing) and despite a few changes, it looks very much the same. Camden has had some very tough years, leading the nation in homicides during some of them, but the Parkside neighborhood, particularly along Park Blvd. where our house was located, still looks pretty nice. Our house had a garage in the back and behind the garage was a big dirt lot with a few additional garages. That was our sandlot where many happy hours were spent playing ball and sometimes just throwing a ball against the painted strike zone on the back or our brick garage.


I walked down the alley to the back lot and found that it no longer existed as it had. There were fences, trees, brush, trash and this additional deteriorating garage. Our sandlot was gone!

A block down the street though stood the most beautiful high school that I’ve seen to this day. Camden High School, “The Castle on the Hill”.


My dad graduated from Camden High in 1943 and I had looked forward to going there but we moved to the suburbs when I was in 8th grade. I could see it though from my bedroom window and always loved that view. Camden High was recently demolished and now no longer exists either. When I visited, it was being prepared for demolision. I’m glad I visited in time to take a few photos of it.

I then decided to take the long walk to my elementary school on Wildwood Ave. It was about 5 short blocks which no longer seem long at all!


My dad also attended Parkside School and though I went to kindergarten in Ocean City, I went from 1st to 6th grades at Parkside. It looks pretty much the same also except that I think it had a nice wrought iron fence when I attended and now has chain link, sort of making it look like a prison!  As it does now, it had a blacktop playground back then, and separate entrances for boys and girls. The boys entered at the end shown in this photo but the little addition sticking out was not there then.


Across the street from Parkside school was a little corner grocery store where after school we would go and buy 1 cent and 5 cent candies and candy bars. That store is now boarded up but another on the opposite corner is in operation.


A block away from the elementary school and the grocery store is Haddon Ave. Still lined with stores and their apartments above, back during my childhood we shopped at a kosher deli, a toy store and a barber shop on this block. The spot where I stood to take this photo was the location of the Parkside Theater where we would often take in the Saturday matinee with cartoons before the feature, for a quarter. At the end of the block on the theater side of the street was the drug store. A block either way on Haddon Ave. were and are now row homes, some nicely kept up while others are boarded up.

When I lived in Parkside it was primarily a Jewish, Black and eastern European ethnic neighborhood. It was a great melting pot to grow up in and I miss that diversity today.

After exploring my old neighborhood I drove the few miles to downtown Camden where my grandparents owned a store that my parents also worked in. Downtown Camden has also changed in some ways and stayed the same in others. It’s once vibrant downtown has been cleaned up and modernized but is a much slower place than it was 50-60 years ago.


Camden City Hall is still an impressive sight and has a nice park in front of it. The store was a few blocks west, toward the Delaware River. Across the street from the store was the main headquarters and factory for Campbell Soup. During the summer the streets were crowded with trucks stacked with baskets of delicious Jersey tomatoes, destined for Campbell soup and becoming cans of tomato soup. Often at corners where the trucks made turns, baskets of tomatoes fell off and were either crushed of picked up by the public, depending on their condition.

The location of the store is now an empty lot in the middle of the block. The rest of the block looks pretty nice. Campbell Soup moved it’s production plant but it’s property is now covered with what I believe are their corporate office buildings.


A block further west on Market St. still stands the original building that housed the RCA Victor Corporation. It’s now been converted to “The Victor” luxury waterfront lofts with a beautiful view of the Delaware River and the city of Philadelphia on the other side. At the top of  “The Victor” is the iconic stained glass trademark of RCA, Nipper, listening to his master’s voice, one of the most recognized trademarks of the 20th century. Campbell Soup, RCA Victor and the New York Shipbuilding Corp. were the 3 largest employers in Camden during much of the 20th century and made Camden a fairly major industrial city.

The last sight on my Camden visit was to tour the battleship USS New Jersey (BB-62). I’ll have to do a whole  separate blog post on that, but from the deck of the battleship I got a nice view of the Ben Franklin Bridge stretching across the Delaware to Philadelphia on the opposite side. Another icon of Camden.





About Kolman Rosenberg

My interest in photography began as a college newspaper and yearbook photographer during the stormy 1960s and 1970s. I was influenced by many of the great photojournalists and documentary photographers such as W. Eugene Smith, Walker Evans, Dorothea Lange, Gordon Parks, Margaret Bourke-White and other black and white photographers of Life Magazine and the earlier Farm Security Administration. Though many of these photographers documented the horrors of war and the plight of poverty, they also showed me the dignity and adaptability of human beings in their desire to prevail.
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14 Responses to A Visit to My Hometown

  1. jerrysherman says:

    Kolman, this is a beautiful photo essay, thanks for publishing this! Good to see you again. ~ Jerry


  2. mferra says:

    Thank you for this lovely piece and for the photos. It’s refreshing to read something that is not all about bashing Camden as it is now. I still live in Cramer Hill and my dad worked for Magnetic Metals and my mom worked for Bell Telephone and also Campbell Soup. I taught for many years here. This essay made me feel pleased that someone had produced such a fair picture of Camden. Beautiful photos. Again, thanks. I enjoy this very much. Sincerely, Marguerite (Wunsch) Ferra


  3. B.L. Blazy says:

    Enjoyed very much, memory lanes are the best places. Thank you!
    B.L. Blazy


  4. Donna Peltz says:

    Thank you for the latest photographic visit to your old neighborhood. My husband & I recently revisited his old grade school/high school in Lyndhurst, Ohio, Brush High. They had their 60th class reunion two years ago. Then they had a 70th birthday party this year. His graduation class had nearly 900 students. Some of them still meet monthly at their old high school pizza shop. Everything changes & I guess those of us who are seniors look back nostalgically at the past.

    I always enjoy your works. Thank you for sharing.



  5. Melissa says:

    Kolman, These are the types of stories and photographs I enjoy very much. So, often when I meet new people, I get a chance to listen to a story of how they grew up or what moments and times they remember vividly here in Cleveland. And because I have lived here all of my life, I can recall in my mind places they may be referring to. However, this is a great example of why photography is so important. Because to have the opportunity to hear and see a story at the same time is priceless. After just losing my dad, I am grateful that when he had a story to tell, I could have him get in the car with me and take me to a place he was talking about. But, not everybody has that chance. By documenting places that used to be by use of photography, there is the real possibility to view what times might have been like in addition to hearing them spoken.
    Thanks for the great read and wonderful Photographs.


  6. Kolman, thanks for posting this. I always enjoy seeing “then and now” photographs, especially when they reflect places of importance in peoples’ lives. (For a great “then and now” collection, see if you can find Gene Smith’s “Still Quiet on the Western Front.” He collected photographs of places important in 1916, at the beginning of World War I, and photographed the same places fifty years later, sometimes even at the same time of day as the originals. Mentor Library has been ale to get it for me.)
    Always glad to see your posts!


    • Thanks Lenore, for your comment. I’ll check out Gene Smith’s book, it sounds very interesting. I am presently working on a long term project to photograph today, scenes that were photographed by famous photographer Margaret Bourke-White when she resided and worked in Cleveland. As well as Cleveland, she made some well known photos in Akron, Painesville and at Campbell Soup in Camden NJ which I mentioned in my post. I’ve found and re-photographed some of her images but have some others to still find.


  7. Nancy Lemerman Hermann says:

    I loved the pictures of Parkside. I lived on Princess Avenue, down the street from Parkside School. The addition on the right side of the school was a coal bin. We loved playing in the coal bin.. we moved to Haddon Avenue when my father bought the toy store that you mentioned: Harry’s. Again, thanks for the fabulous pictures.

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