Sixty-five years ago, two sons of immigrants burst from a West Philly garage and revolutionized the ice-cream business. The city has changed. Mister Softee hasn’t — and that’s a good thing.
He was a man with children, a big extended family, and a faith that sustained him. In one of Philly’s most violent years, he became yet another casualty. His complicated story reveals how the city failed to protect him — and so many like him.
Administration after administration, their plans have solved nothing. This is what having a front-row seat to decades of political futility looks like.