My first crush, Liz, on the left and my mother in her obligatory apron and I strumming the guitar in a poor imitation of the Singing Brakeman, Jimmy Rogers. The beer is American (a local Baltimore brand) and the RR cap a gift from an uncle who worked as a conductor on the B&O. He had no children and at the end of each run he would check the passenger cars for forgotten comic books for me, which led to the largest collection in my part of the world. And yes in 1959 while I was away in the Navy that sweet lady on the right dumped it. Picture taken in the rear of the 3300 block of Elmora Ave in Northeast Baltimore, circa 1948. View full size.
My first crush, Liz, on the left and my mother in her obligatory apron and I strumming the guitar in a poor imitation of the Singing Brakeman, Jimmy Rogers. The beer is American (a local Baltimore brand) and the RR cap a gift from an uncle who worked as a conductor on the B&O. He had no children and at the end of each run he would check the passenger cars for forgotten comic books for me, which led to the largest collection in my part of the world. And yes in 1959 while I was away in the Navy that sweet lady on the right dumped it. Picture taken in the rear of the 3300 block of Elmora Ave in Northeast Baltimore, circa 1948. | Click image for Comments. | Home | Browse All Photos