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Day Trippers: 1906

Day Trippers: 1906

Circa 1906. "Suburban station at Petoskey, Michigan." A locomotive of the Grand Rapids & Indiana Railroad, with a car bearing the names of Little Traverse Bay and Crooked and Walloon Lakes. 8x10 inch glass negative. View full size.

 

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None of the Above

Wxman1: Petosky is "standalone", about 50 miles SSW of the Mackinaw Bridge on Little Traverse Bay. That whole area on Michigan's west side is vacation heaven for many people and has many well-to-do full time residents too.

Suburban Station?

I need to be enlightened. What city is Petoskey a suburb of, or conversely, what town is a suburb of Petoskey?

Not the right outfit

for travelling on a steam train on a hot day - white!

Growing-up 1906

My maternal grandfather born 1900, 13-miles south of Buffalo NY. Papa often spoke of his boyhood, how he and friends would meander the railroad tracks and were amazed to find giant lemon skins discarded along the tracks from the dining car. Only years later was he introduced to grapefruit.

Steam-Cleaned?

Gee, that's one cinematically tidy town and trainyard. I need to look more closely to see if Professor Harold Hill is among the passengers.

Little Ernest Hemingway

Might have been on one of those trains. His family had a house near Walloon Lake, and he wrote about this area.

Wiggly tracks.

How could a train go from left to right on the tracks ahead? They go from wide to narrow to wide again or is it just a distorted photo?

Love 'em and hate 'em

I love steam trains, and I've been on many excursions (my wife is the real nut about them!). I look at a picture like this and think about how wonderful those days were, and then I saw the open windows on the coaches. That recalls to me all the cinders in my eyes and the dirt on my clothes at trip's end when we traveled on open cars.

Still love 'em, though.

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