Clap, boom, crack, thud, crash! Those were just a handful of the many sounds residents of Akron Street in Frankford heard one evening last week when Mother Nature decided to turn their neighborhood into an Olympic-sized game of pick-up sticks.
“Where there’s smoke, there’s fire.” Who said that? Was it Smokey the Bear? Regardless, you don’t need smoke signals to know that there’s a barbecue happening. Follow your nose and it will lead you directly to the grill.