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Farewell, Granite Run Mall

Granite Run Mall

The Granite Run Mall was as important to my teen years as anything. When the mall comes down (as Phil Heron reported), as crazy as it may sound, a part of my childhood will come down with it.

We have this funny attachment to buildings, to places. The way that many shed a tear when the Vet was blown up, or when the Spectrum was finally (and anti-climatically), hit with a wrecking ball. The way that you get that feeling when you drive by your grade school, or the house you grew up in. It sounds sort of ridiculous to have that feeling about a mall, but I do.

Really, the Granite Run Mall is being put of its misery. Anyone who has been in there over the last several years has seen it dying a slow death. Half of the store fronts have emptied, as rumors about its impending doom have made the Delco rounds. I remember walking through the mall after my brother and I jokingly visited Dino Don’s Dinosaurium on its supposed last day, and seeing a storefront that was 90% drywall, and 10% a single Coke machine. It’s amazing really that it seems like the Springfield Mall is thriving, when at one time it seemed like the ugly cousin of Granite Run.

I guess what I’m saying is that even though that lot will have condos and a Target, or whatever the hell a “walkable mixed use project” is, I will always see the mall when I drive by.

I will see Aladdin’s Castle and the red pouches of tokens. The time Ed Reilly threatened to beat the crap out of me (not sure why) at that arcade (also buddy, I went on a date with your sister when I was like 20, just FYI). The days at Aladdin’s Castle when I would waste my entire Wawa paycheck on NBA Jam and Mortal Kombat. Wasted is a strong word, because I got pretty damned good at those games.

I will see Jolly Time, the arcade that eventually challenged Aladdin’s Castle’s dominance, with a smaller yet more brightly lit space.

I will see the Be Bop Cafe, and how as a kid I would wonder what the hell that place was, and why I wasn’t allowed in.

I will see Chi Chi’s and their eternally subpar Mexican food that my mother thought was really good (it wasn’t).

Who could forget the area’s only Chik-Fil-A (for a long time), and their free samples that old ladies would give out. I would eat so many of those free samples, because they were good and I was fat. Also, I remember many teenagers in the area working there or Lima Estates.

I will see Peking, the one place in the mall that stood the test of time, and actually was always worth at least visiting for take-out.

When I pass, I will see Spencer’s, a place that I walked into 5,000 times, and never bought anything.

I will see Orange Julius, where I spent hundreds drinking that magical elixir that you’d try to replicate in home ec class, but never quite master, along with a pretzel.

I will see the Wall (previously Wall To Wall Sound and Video) and see blue stickers that meant lifetime guarantees, and that guy with the long hair who worked there 24 hours per day, seven days per week.

I will see Scotto’s Pizza, a place that I will remember for having better pizza than it probably ever did.

I will see the 15 Waldenbooks that it seemed like that place had. One of which was the first place I ever shoplifted anything (I was like 14, give me a break). It was a paperback biography of Jim Morrison, who I didn’t even like or was interested in.

I will see Suncoast Pictures, the second place I ever shoplifted anything, that being Sega Genesis games in the armpit of my ridiculous black motorcycle jacket with spiderwebs on the elbows and a giant skull on the back.

Sidebar: I was eventually nabbed for shoplifting on the Ocean City boardwalk some time later, for taking a t-shirt that had a peace symbol with the Russian and US flags on it. I was with my friend Herb, whose parents couldn’t have been nicer about it, and still took us to see a Clive Barker movie. I’m sure they knew I was just going to get in trouble when I got home. The police officer who BOOKED US, told me I’d never get into college because of my ARREST. Look at me now buddy!

I will see EB Games, and that one dude Eric who was always really nice to me. I’ll see Bain’s Deli, which was always really pungent for some reason.

I will see the baseball card shows, where I bought and sold enough cards for my first car.

I will see whatever that skateboard shop was on the second floor, across from Hallmark, that I made my mom waste hundreds of dollars at.

I will see the Granite Run 8, where you’d see a movie and then go wreak havoc on Friendly’s.

I will see the giant window that broke my nose, as I walked in to try and buy some shoes. They added new doors and glass windows next to the Peking one day, and there were no markings at all on them. I walked directly into it, and unknowingly broke my nose. I walked in, bought shoes, and was horrified when I got back into the car and looked at myself. The nose was clear on one side of my face (but no blood). It was the night before Thanksgiving in (I believe) 1992, and we spent it waiting for a Dr. G____ (name redacted) to come and fix me (as you can see, he didn’t do that great a job).

I’ll see the Sunoco next door, which I worked at for years throughout high school, and turning down many (but not all) underage kids who wanted to buy cigarettes.

I’ve already mentioned to Fantasource that we’ll need to do a farewell podcast for the mall, which we’ll do, hopefully as we walk through the place. I may even handcuff myself to the building to prevent its fall.

But all in all, I just want to make sure I pay proper tribute to the Granite Run Mall. You will be knocked down, but never forgotten.

  • Duane

    I will fondly remember my friends mom working out at Bally’s every Friday night while we shoplifted playboys from Walden Books.

    • Zach

      Lol I had to of been like 12 maybe 13, I remember trying to hide a penthouse inside a copie of Nintendo power

  • JoeDeMarco

    Had my first date at the chick-fil-a and hit every card show there

  • fm

    I’ll always remember going down on some dude’s wife in the parking lot during lunch time.

    • nate parks


  • Francis

    Let’s be honest people it was at best a poor mans Bazaar of All Nations! Plus I think it was bound to foreclose with all the lawsuits pending against Aladdin’s Castle! I knew those claw machines were rigged!

    • spikeeskin

      everybody loved the Bazaar too.

    • Jeremiah Cress

      Spent every Friday and Saturday at the Granite Run Mall for a few years. I’ll miss it too.

  • nate parks

    nice article man. I never been there but it reminded me of my childhood spent at the Echelon Mall. I spent many times there as well as the Deptford Mall which still remains but the Echelon mall is a shell of itself, revamped into a half mall half outlet type place/ weird township place. I totally get your feeling as our places we hung out at as kids growing up do make special memories to us and are a bit difficult to watch fade away as we get older. It was a pleasure reading the article and brought back great memories for me as well.

  • lcorbett

    I will remember when the Granite Run Mall was a quarry first and got all excited when we heard they were building a mall there. It will be missed, I also have some great memories there. Bye Granite Run Mall… :(

  • Rich

    Ah Showcase comics in the 90’s. The only time we had hot groupie chicks in a comic book store!!!!

  • kiddpark

    total Granite mall rat for years.. just years… You left out Farrell’s i think (less i missed it) but that may be before your time. A Mountain of Fries was awesome. They closed in 86 i think sadly.

  • Jeff Spicoli

    It does not matter whether they tear it down or leave it, that mall is dead. Look what happened to the King of Prussia mall. It’s nothing like it was in the ’80s. When it was remodeled in the mid ’90s all of the half-decent stores and Spaceport had to go. Totally ruined.

    Ahh, Granite Run. I remember the skate shop when it was “The New Wave”. I think it had a different name before that though. Remember the demo with Bill Danforth? I think it was called “Skate Jam ’88”.

  • Todd Vitello

    Many crazy and good memories from when pretty young, I was allowed to take the bus with Michael and Anthony Paglia to hang there all day. This was the time when the Purple Rain album was on top of the charts, to years later working at Gimbels with Donald Federico and Brian Ladd, and then later at Wall to Wall sound with (I am sure must be) Chris Lawler who was described in the post.

    Thanks for sharing, and I will try and get there to see some of my old crazy friends!!!

  • Aaron

    I moved up to Delco from NC and needed a job quick. We’ll leave a lot of details out.. This would be the early 2000’s. I randomly walked into Sbarro’s, gave the manager Eric a fake name that had recommended me and it turned out to be the managers name from another Sbarro! He asked how he was and I said good and I had a job in minutes. Bizarre. Those were good years working there, so if you’re reading this and ate pizza in the early to mid 2000’s I probably made it for you. The stories I could tell. Like how one of the owners was embezzling (as were most of us) while the other stirred your soup with a plunger. Some girl had a miscarriage in the women’s toilet and there was a half eaten donut left on the back of it. The owner had a paraplegic son and would pay us to buy porn for him for his son to masterbate to. The crazy guy that made the dough in the mornings sold heroin right from the register! During an afternoon rush the porn owner actually shot a 22 handgun into the freezers door and it went unreported!! I could go on for days. Bye GRM.

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