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Local Life...Saving a brother’s
life with part of her liver
Kate and Josh Hugg were always close growing up in Dresher as the youngest of the four Hugg children. So it wasn’t a surprise that Kate was the first one to volunteer to be Josh’s liver donor in 2002 when his chronic liver malfunction, primary sclerosis cholangitis (PSC), became critical. Josh, 36, was diagnosed 10 years ago with the autoimmune deficiency that attacks bile ducts and induces liver cancer. “The disease causes the biliary ducts to harden so the blood can’t flow,” explained Kate, 34, who lives in Chestnut Hill with her husband, David Greenebaum, and sons Josh, 6, and Jonah, 2. “Eventually, it leads to biliary duct cancer.”
This is the 17th in an ongoing series of articles by Paula M. Riley on
Chestnut Hill volunteers.
The Stagecrafters theater in Chestnut Hill, a non-profit, volunteer-based organization about to enter its 78th season, will host its annual open house on Wednesday, August 23, from 7 to 9:30 p.m. The Stagecrafters is dedicated to making live theatrical productions of the highest quality available to residents of Philadelphia and the surrounding communities. Loyal and committed volunteers provide the foundation for their productions, which encompass a wide range of comedies, dramas, farces, mysteries, recent hits, hard-hitting contemporary fare, classics and revivals. The theater puts on six shows annually in a season running from September to June.
The delightful “table top” gift shop that for the past seven years or so was known to Chestnut Hill shoppers as Manner and Knoll, originally at the corner of Germantown Avenue and Gravers Lane and later on the Avenue at 8433, has been purchased, slightly reinvented and carried forward under the name of Cobblestones at the familiar 8433 address.
Joey Davenport was short, muscular, with stubby hands that could fix almost anything that needed fixing, from an alarm clock to a washing machine to a truculent automobile engine. Almost everyone in the neighborhood where I grew up was crazy about Joey, who always had a broad smile and was relentlessly asking if anything around your house needed fixing. But more than anything else he did, Joey loved to walk. He would engagingly boast that he had walked from our West Oak Lane neighborhood to almost every other part of Philadelphia. And more than once, he walked from one end of Broad Street to another, a distance of about 13 miles. |