So I’m up in NJ the past two days and what do I see? On I-80 heading east I was passed by a truck!!! What? Oh that’s not news. I was passed by a truck hauling a NYC Subway car! They must have been doing 70 or so as I was doing the 65mph limit at the time.
Today, over in Patterson, the road running past the hospital crosses under the NJ Transit line and today they had a derailment. The police clossed off the roadway under the accident. Unfortunatly, I was visiting the hospital and didn’t really have time to hang out in the light rail to try and take pictures.
Ok, I know this isn’t a modeling thread, but the guys on the transit forum really never heard of me. So if you get a derailment at or near a railroad overpass, don’t forget to model the police closing the roadway off.
In summer of 2003 the family drove from Atlanta, GA to Jefferson, MD to visit family. On a remote stretch of I-81 northbound in Virginia, we began to overcome a truck with a wierd load on it. For miles we could not figure out what it was. When we finally caught up to it, lo and behold it was a MARTA subway car on a flatbed (MARTA is the subway system here in Atlanta). Always good to find a familiar face in a strage land [:)] Jamie
Every so often a Washington Metro Subway car gets transported on the interstate between PA and DC. Im not sure if they ship the cars both ways or not, but most certainly a load requiring heavy haul.
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.
I have seen Him in the watch fires of a hundred circling camps
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps;
His day is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His day is marching on.
I have read a fiery Gospel writ in burnished rows of steel;
“As ye deal with My contemners, so with you My grace shall deal”;
Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel,
Since God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Since God is marching on.
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat;
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet;
Our God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:
As He died to make men holy, let us live to make men free;
[originally …let us die to make men free]
While God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! While God is marching on.
He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,
He is wisdom to the mighty, He is honor to the brave;
So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of wrong His slave,
Our God is marching
Well done, David, well done. Always my favorite song of the American Civil War (maybe because my family fought on the side that won). It really speaks volumes about the emotions of the people and the time. Most Americans don’t know many of those verses; usually it’s just the first.
Here I am at a reenactment of the Battle of Port Hudson back in 1998, honoring the memory of my three relatives who fought for the Union under the flags of the US and the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania:
Oh, yeah, trains…
Mine eyes saw tonight, in western Omaha, a string of Penn Central 50’ FGE boxcars. Strange. What are the chances of seeing so many rare specimens in one train?
I didn’t put it together myself, but when I was there today I was reminded that the RR crosses over the road and UNDER I-80 right there where the cars derailed. That means that a very lucky railfan might have caught the NYC Subway car crossing over the derailed covered hoppers with the PD at the bottom re-routing traffic all in one shot.
Today the NS track repair crew was there. Over in the yeard, two nicely painted smaller engines(I’m not that well versed in IDing engines)possibly four axle types, just hung around doing nothing all day. Patterson NJ is still an active spot for rail ops.
In case anyone was wondering why I was visiting the hospital, the wife got a bad tummy bug and let herself get dehydrated. She should be out on Sunday.
Ah yes, and thanks to Peter J. Wilhousky, Eugene Ormandy, the Philadelphia Orchestra and the Mormon Tabernacle Choir, it was a top-selling tune on the Billboard charts during the 1950’s–back when music lasted more than two days on the charts, LOL! Every high-school choir worth its salt back then sang it, I even accompanied it for a Choral Festival in Stockton CA under Robert Shaw, himself. Great arrangement–the piano reduction is absolutely EXHAUSTING! I last accompanied it two years ago when our male choir at Jesuit High School thought it was just ‘incredibly cool’ and wanted to blow everybody away at our annual Spring Concert. We did.
Aside from not being delivered on rails, I thought it was funny that the truck was going over 70 while on the subway they never travel over 50. I remember riding on wicker seats in trains painted dirt brown(so they never had to wash them) with exposed ceiling fans and incandescent bulbs for lighting.
We sang the song in elementary school, although now it is nearly a federal offense to play it in public.
Paterson has a busy yard, and yes there was a derailment there the other day, unusual since they usually wait til they get to Waldwick then derail. If you were to explore the area by the hospital you might have come across something else unique, what’s left of the old Boonton Line roadbed. Don’t know if there is much intact, not the best area to be wandering around, but until recently the old crossing flashers were still there on the sidewalk. Why is this notable? It’s been gone since 1963.
