Brunhilda, I’ll have bacon, eggs, and coffee, please.
Mike, that photo is a strange one. I hope Ed can enlighten us. It looks like there was enough room to have the track curve around the building on the right to meet the transfer table correctly. Maybe not.
About 20 miles south of us, right along the highway, someone years ago must have purchased the locomotive and cars and installed them here. I wonder if they originally thought it would be a tourist attraction or something. I drive by it often, but I don’t know the story behind it. The cars are in bad shape This photo was taken from the highway. There is an abandoned ROW with no tracks about a quarter mile away, so I assume that at one time, that’s how these cars got there.
I’ll let Ed give the Imprimatur to the photo, but it sure looks like Collinwood to me. This is the east side of E. 152nd Street. I found the place fascinating to see from dad’s car on our way to Euclid Beach Park.
There is nothing sadder than a neglected steam locomotive. At one time, there must have been ambitious dreams and hopes of a bright future for this equipment. Reality shows that a lack of funds, lack of maintenance, and passage of time have severely impacted that dream. I wonder what the original plans were, and what happened.
It’s close enough to where we live that I’m going to try to track down the story behind that abandoned locomotive. If I can find anything, I’ll post it here!
I finally finished the Husky Rail Units for @randomrailfan2 and they turned out great!
Now I’m going to resume working on the IACR units and heritage units!
York1, The photos look great, Hope you can find some or more info on that locomotive! Tin_Can_II, I agree, there isn’t anything sadder that a neglected steam locomotive, they have so much history and stories to tell! I just wish there was more operating today on excursions instead of very few like UP’s 4-8-8-4 ‘Big Boy’ #4014 or the IAIS QJ 2-10-2 #6988 for some examples Mike, I agree with York, That is a strange photo, Hopefully Ed can confirm its location of where it was taken.
This C&O steamer sat in Cleveland’s Brookside Park (near the Zoo) and as a tyke I clambered aboard it with glee; I think it was my first visit to a cab. But even in the 1950’s the glass on the gauges was smashed and vandalism had begun.
However, I’m told this unit has been moved somewhere and is undergoing some sort of renewal. It deserves it; in her day she was a beauty, I’m sure.
Collinwood, indeed! And if you follow the curved tracks to the left they lead to even yet another turntable that allowed the engines to swing to 90° for entering the backshop proper. Here’s a look inside the portion of the backshop that faced E. 152nd. St.
I remember it well, walked past it on many occasions. I have a track diagram of the shop area that I’ll have to look for and scan. Interesting stuff. Today this area is occupied by a food bank. The rest is pretty much vacant.
This is from 1964. Note that E. 152nd. St is still indicated as Callamar Ave. This was changed in the 1920s. NKP’s photo would have been taken from the area by track ‘210’ toward the upper left.
See that ramp to the loading dock (middle right) in NKP’s photo? Here’s my mom’s 1966 VW Beetle on that dock. A fellow I knew at the time owned the Erie 6-6-4 sleeper, American Life in the background probably on track 203 or 233. This was in 1971. The transfer table would have been behind me.
Wow Ed, that kicked a few memories. My first car was a 1966 VW Beetle, 1200cc, 6V. with sloping Headlamps on the front wheel wings.
As with a lot of things, wish I was able to still have it.
Paul.
At least by 1966 you got a fuel gauge! I remember my dad having to pry the front bumper out every now and then since it would interfere with the front (hood, boot, bonnet?) from being opened.
That’s nice to see, thanks Ed.
That style of Bumper was the type I always wished mine had (a bit like the Crash-bars on my Lambretta scooter)
My Beetle was about 10 years old when I got it and I had to rebuild some places under the sills and wheel-arches with weld-in replacement body panels, but luckily I had access to some sheet-steel and Oxy-Acetylene welding gear.
Cheers, Paul.
I remember a story from I think my Dad, where a guy at work bought a new Beetle before they had fuel gauges. The different guys at work would take turns bringing in gas and pouring some in the Beetle. So far as the owner knew, he was getting INCREDIBLE fuel mileage. And then they stopped sneaking gas into his car. He took the car back to the dealer just hopping mad that there was something wrong with his car as his fuel mileage fell off a cliff!
I’ll have just coffee now. Later, after the therapist beats me, I’ll have bacon and eggs.
It’s a nice rainy morning out, and it’s supposed to be cooler today. That’s welcome after a week of temps in the 90s.
I noticed my wood supply for the winter is low, so I need to order some more. I gave up my chainsaw and splitter several years ago. I cut into my boot with the saw, missing my foot by a fraction. I decided my wife was right and I might be too old to be do that. Age overrules me again.
Years ago, railroads put out lots of ads. I can’t remember seeing any railroad ads in the past 20 years. At one time, even EMD had their own set of magazine ads:
There are some threads on here that are interesting to me, even though they have nothing to do with railroads. The trucking ones especially.
I remember my time in charge of a trucking company. Ensuring the cargo travelled to its destination. Using the railways if more convenient and cheaper. Using shipping companies as well. Sometimes I travelled our company ships to Norway, Poland and Sweden. I liked to travel to Sweden. The Owners Cabin was much nicer. I could not do much sightseeing though. A return journey to do.
David, I have a nephew who is a long distance trucker. He went to college, changed majors several times, ended up with a degree in history. In my opinion, the only thing one can do with a history degree is teach; he didn’t want to teach. So he went to a technical school to get his commercial driver’s license. He seems to enjoy it. He is based out of Lubbock, TX, and travels the country. He seems to be making good money, for a 27 year old.
Good morning from the Pacific Rim where the Sun is almost up. It is very purple outside from high altitude smoke up from California, but not a cloud in the sky.
Got a busy day ahead, I have to go get my four locomotives from one auction house and a brand new desk from another for my son. First we take a load from here to my son’s new place as they take possession today.
I only have high school and got on with the Federal Government in a low level position right after I graduated. I soon found out that there was this book that posted every job in the Federal Government and the wage scale. There were thousands of jobs in the Federal Government.
There were jobs they could not fill that had a high turnover rate and paid really well just to try and keep people in the position. I took one of those jobs. There were 23 spots and we were lucky if we could staff 14 of them at any given time. Overtime was unlimited and I could be at the airport for 30 hours at a time. I was single and the money I made at this job that I loved was obscene. I could talk for hours about the people I met and/or dealt with and the sometimes interesting things I was responsible for. I did get awarded for logging two million accident free miles. Most of those were in my pick-up or a van, however, I was highly trained to drive anything you might see on the road if it was required. I was always taking driving courses bought and paid for by the Feds. Had a lot of fun in those.
I know a couple of truck drivers and they have a very good standard of living. One of them contracts to drive mail from Vancouver to Calgary and back. Ten hours each way with a good nights sleep between the trips.
That VW brings back memories, my Dad bought one for my sister to go to University and back, some fun stories.
I looked after the Estate of a 99 year old lady that died. She was the last of a very wealthy family that lived in the Boston Massachusetts area. There were millions of dollars involved and I had no idea of her hoity-toity status until she died. It took six years to settle that one.
Well, second cup is done and I have a loooooong day ahead of me.
The old girl is 25 this month and still lookin good.
Real job satisfaction can be hard to achieve no matter the qualifications.
From the age of four I wanted to be around road haulage and was until I retired. The various jobs I did was a delight. I could drive a truck, but only around the depots. My university qualifications meant I was more in the office.
That said, when I worked I was the one taken to the docks and as mentioned sometimes travelled on the ships. Dawn like those days. A week or so away. She particularly liked the journey in the Oslo Fiord.
Had a very complicated morning, and I’m very tired
I tried to create a new profile picture of just CSX 1973, since I’m a fan of the Chessie System. I had AI generate it, and what I have attached is the result. If anyone can help me a bit, that would be great!
