Saturday night was often a 'night out on the town' for our family. Usually, it was a quick trip over to Starfford Farms ice cream stand in Scarborough ( I was on an orange sherbet kick) and then the cream-colored with red trim station wagon headed back to the city. Our destination? Eastern Prom. And what was the immense highlight of our Saturday evening? That was easy... looking off to the left and waiting for the thick black smoke of the Mountain Division locomotive to appear, as it made its way across the black trestle near Burnham and Morrill Baked Beans Company (see chimney to left of trestle) to the Grand Trunk Station. Watching that approaching black smoke. Now, THAT was an exciting night out! The trestle's still there, albeit turned side ways to discourage trespassers. I heard there's an osprey nest out there somewhere. In younger days, I would have headed out. Thought better about it this morning. These days, I'm foolish, not stupid.