These are the recollections of an old town
Where streets are encumbered with uneven pavements
And small businesses face uncertain economies
Yet it is here, in the midst of faces, hardened by poverty
That the rich tones and memorable notes of Sunbury must be remembered; the
Susquehanna shifting alongside her shore, as lithe boats flit across iridescent waves
And an old grey wall stands sentinel, offering testament to the tales of a great
Flood.
It is here where the moans of the daily trains chug down the old tracks,
And the air, electrified with the past, still echoes the librettos of Lorenzo Da Ponte
This is where you breathe the daily Market Street aroma of the Squeeze In, where
even now one can feast on hotdogs, chips and soda for a beggar’s fee
While enjoying its notoriety for its inclusion in the Guinness Book of World Records
For its smallness.
There are other memories not to be forgotten; a certain Hotel Edison whose
ghosts whisper of a time when Edison arrived, searching for new
Methods of light, and photos, still clinging to the hotel lobby walls
Depicting an image of a little ghost boy, still mesmerizing guests and reminding us
That even in the fires of regret, one can still arise victorious!
Sunbury, Pennsylvania is indeed an old town. It was founded in 1772 on the banks of the Susquehanna River. Sunbury was named after the town of Sunbury-on-Thames, just outside London, England.
'The Squeeze In' at 448 1/2 Market Street is famous - it's a tiny hot dog restaurant, with just 5 seats.
Check out Melanie Simms' latest collection of poetry, Remember the Sun
The Hotel Edison in Sunbury Pennsylvania, named after Thomas Edison