At 106, Pop Jones Captures The Heart of The City of Brotherly Love
I always thought it was God’s sick joke to be the daughter of my Dad, who played and then coached Sixers Championships, when I couldn’t make a basket unless my eyes were closed. When I was young, I asked my Dad to teach me how to play basketball. He must have been trying to get… Continue reading At 106, Pop Jones Captures The Heart of The City of Brotherly Love