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Post by pappy on Jun 8, 2009 18:40:54 GMT -5
As a young man Daley I would wait at the railroad station in New Jersey . Waiting for my dad to come home from work . When that steam engine came along you could smell the soft coal burning . This was in the late thirties. Later on they replaced the steam engine with a diesel electric unit . One day hanging around the station there was a steam engine moving freight cars around and the engineer let ME ride in the engine . Later on in life I took my son to NY city from Suffolk county in to NY It was the Long island railroad . It was very early in the morning and the operator let us ride in the cab with him and he let my son blow the whistle wen it was needed . What a thrill for my son and also me.
Pappy
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Dave Evans bgak015
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"there are old pilots and there are bold pilots but there are few old and bold pilots"
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Post by Dave Evans bgak015 on Jun 8, 2009 21:11:16 GMT -5
IT was about ten years ago, we were living about 50 yards off the CSX main line from Detroit to Grand Rapids when I awoke from a sound sleep startiling my wife,shouting that a Steam Whistle,she thought I was dreaming. the locomotive restoration group was running there fully restored Baldwin and six cars down the line and had to stop at Howell for coal and water.got up and helped carry the coal in 5 gal. buckets while the fire department used a tanker to top of the resevor,but it was worth the effort just to listen to it start down the line.
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