Two guys reading something, possibly the same newspaper, two guys gazing into the distance reminiscing about the good old days, and one on the right watching people. Great photo! Best I've seen in while.

A sign points the way to Chester A. Arthur Camp, where the following took place:

Built bath house, retaining wall and trench at St. Albans State Park. Constructed a road and fire tower to the top of Bellevue hill. Camp in St. Albans at “Blue Bonnet Park”, 2 miles from L. Champ. Project work was under direction of National Park Service, U.S. Dept. of Interior. Bellevue –- ski trails and lodge. Stone from Gays quarry used in retaining wall.

You can learn more about the CCC here.

Beneath this seemingly placid scene lurk ancient rivalries. St. Albans is, in fact, three, three, three towns in one. St. Albans City is surrounded by the town of Saint Albans, which is incorporated separately from the city of St. Albans. Accordingly, the peculiar grouping on the bench hints at the schismatic nature of this outwardly idyllic tableau. If Cerberus were a city, he (it, they) would be St. Albans (or Saint Albans or Saint Albans City).There is a theological element in play (as is all too often the case), concerning the precise doctrinal significance of Saint Albans's martyrdom, circa 209 – 305 AD. Had we but world enough and time (and a good Thesaurus), I would unravel a triplicitous tale of treachery that would make Stephen King, of neighboring Maine, blanch in tremulous terror. Think twice before you rush off to Travel Advisor or booking.com!

55-gallon gas tank

... the two on the right became best friends.

Here is the view looking west down Lake Street today. On the right, the buildings beyond the one with the arch in the cornice and The News Boy painted on the side are gone, replaced mostly by a fairly new looking Hampton Inn. On the left, the buildings beyond the one with the Coca-Cola blade sign are gone, replaced mostly by a parking lot and the Franklin County Court building.

There isn't much retail on this part of Lake Street today -- certainly no Florsheim Shoes or Winifred's Shop for Children; most likely because there's a Walmart just north of St. Albans. But, if you look just below the aforementioned Coca-Cola sign, you can see a barber pole. On Street View, there is a business with the blue awning in that same location (as close as I can tell). That business is a barber shop.

One of the best pictures ever. Four geezers reminiscing of years gone by. I was born in Southwestern Ontario two years later. Now I'm one of them.

The car they call the City of St. Albans.