This is a window in the old Grand Trunk building. It sits at the bottom of India Street and seems to be vacant at this time. A trip down to see the trains pulling into the Grand Trunk station and a swing over to see if there were any ships docked at the Maine State Pier was quite a treat for us kids and a night on the town for mom and dad. And if the 'natives' in the back seat behaved themselves, the station wagon usually made a sweep out to Scarborough on Route 1 to the Strafford Farms ice cream stand and those cones of strawberry, chocolate, pistachio, vanilla, orange sherbet... mmmmmmm!
Trains, ships, ice cream - that still works for me.ReplyDelete
A nice memory. What is it about trains that touches us all?ReplyDelete
j'aime bien ces vieux batiments tout en brique, et belle couleurReplyDelete
Ah, station wagons...a great way to transport kids, take trips and a place to watch outdoor movies.ReplyDelete
Oh yeah, the 'if you're good we'll stop for ice cream' ploy - very effective with my sibs, too.ReplyDelete
Ice cream, I'm there! Great looking building.ReplyDelete
a lovely shot! and a nice drive.ReplyDelete
Was that when they still had steam locomotives? I remember the coal-burning ones from childhood in Chicago. And when they opened the St. Lawrence Seaway I could sit at Navy Pier (U. of I.) and watch the ships from all over the world.ReplyDelete
So I can understand the joy in your post today, Birdman.
Sadly, I could probably take photos from 20 buildings just like this one.ReplyDelete
Just think how content we were when our choices were among five ice cream flavors. Are we better off now that we can choose from among 40? Or now that we can choose from among hundreds of TV stations, not just three?
Written like an old f**t.
I can remember the same kind of trip out to the airport to watch the planes come in!ReplyDelete
The ice cream sounds delicious. For sure I would have behaved myself. :)ReplyDelete
Birdman -- Such simple nights remind me of similar childhood experiences that I had. Life used to be a little slower. Like the window -- too bad the trains have become almost obsolete for passenger service. -- barbaraReplyDelete
Such great memories Birdman. I like this red brick.ReplyDelete