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Looks like a Richard Estes!!
Long way from here: http://www.imcdb.org/i492628.jpg
Yes, I loved those shots from Man in the Gray Flannel Suit of a platform-less “Saugatuck” train station! And was shocked at how little Westport had changed (I re-saw it about 3 years ago; Westport’s changed a lot since then(!))
Back “home” after the blackout of ’77!
I remember the relief of getting of getting off the train on a Friday night in the summer to spend the weekend at home and smelling the fresh air and honeysuckle blossoms. That would be the mid 1960’s Good memories. Wasn’t the “great North East Blackout” in the fall of 1965? Or was there another one in 1977?
Yes, there was a 1977 blackout. We watched the end of a Broadway play using flashlights, then spent the rest of the night pacing Grand Central until the trains started moving again. It was a fun experience!
Fun experience as long as you were not one of the shop owners whose windows were smashed and stores looted. Somehow, I don’t think they shared the same sentiment.
Some things don’t quite stay the same. I remember so well when the platform there was at the same level as the tracks. People meeting the incoming train from NYC pulled their cars right alongside to park and wait for the arrivals. My grandfather, J.P. Bradley, commuted to the old Metropolitan Life Insurance Company for nearly fifty years, riding the Southport Club Car, the last car on the train. He and his cronies, including Fred Bedford, played poker during the journey every day.
John Bieling (sp?), father of “Junior,” worked faithfully for my grandfather for many years. One of his duties was driving JPB to the station in the morning and returning to pick him up every workday. When I was six, seven, eight I would often ride with John to the station to meet my grandfather and I still remember my joy at jumping out of the car and running my fastest down the platform to leap into my arriving grandfather’s arms. He as a wonderful, loving man.
Your memories of the platform are like mine. Wonderful to remember.
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