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Accident on Frankford Avenue, Kensington Section of Philly circa 1992

One day I was sitting in my office on the 3400 block of Frankford Ave and there was a big boom. The  entire office emptied out to look at a car that slammed into a electric pole.  The pole needed reinforcement and the blue Dodge was done.  It was like 4 hours before they could move it because of the pole.  The Dodge must have been traveling fast.

Soon Frankford Avenue was closed and the ambulances and the fire engines were all around.  There was a lot of action and soon it took on a carnival atmosphere with people who were driving not wanted to be detoured to the side streets because they were afraid of the neighborhood and afraid they would get lost.  On the street the typical locals but the guys working on a car in vacant lot came over and stood by our office they were covered in grease and they were standing by these little girls in tutu's who were stuck in traffic and came to the office to utilize the bathroom.

They were all there watching the driver being taken out of the car and put on a gurney.  They wheeled him to the ambulance and the police tried hard to deal with the traffic issues and trying to decide if they really wanted to move the car until Philadelphia Electric Company (PECO) got there.

Then  one of the all time strangest things happened.  The guy driver who was injured says to the medics, "Hold On" as he unbuckled himself from the gurney and slipped his feet through the bottom strap.  He walked over to the Dodge and over to the passenger side, opens the glove compartment and pulled out a freezer size bag full of crack in vials.  He held it up in the air and said to the police, "I don't want to forget these".

He immediately was cuffed, placed in custody, put back on the gurney and he was gone.  People were looking at each other like we just witnessed a surreal event.

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