Note the vintage fire hydrant, and the carbon arc lamps over the street.

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I'm always counting flagpoles in the photos. If I ever return to 1900, I plan on being a flagpole salesman.

Nothing like a centrally located refueling station.

I'm waiting for the next Stanley Steam Car to stop by for a fill-up.
That was an event in those days!

Independent Order of Odd Fellows (IOOF) building is on the left.

When I was a young boy, my friends and I had several discussions about what type of person was a member of "that" club.

As a young lad in Scranton in the early 1950s, my first job was helping my Uncle Hank put up awnings. It was tough work of lifting and climbing. I tend to notice first in Shorpy's pictures the awnings. These seem to have stripes and probably colorful ones. No particular statement here, just showing how my mind works!