Newark Airport – Terminal ‘C.’ Early morning, quite a few years ago. “Florida?” “Hawaii?” …I could only dream!
Retired now, but a glimpse back to years of employment often revealed necessary travel. How nice! But mid-winter? It meant up early in the cold, managing the slippery roads to the airport, and shuffle off to …Buffalo, or Detroit, or some other frozen landascape.Renting a car was the norm. Bringing it back in one piece was the expectation.
Yeah, there was work to be done, and yes, often pretty landscapes in between.
But, at the end of some of those days, there was always a little nervous anticipation, often by the windows of the waiting room, pretending to read “USA Today” while supressing the notion of helplessly skidding or sliding down the runway in that plane out there. I would maybe think: Is this the fun part yet?
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About one month ago Hurricane Isaias brushed our area with 70 mph wind gusts carrying an abundance of salt water onto vulnerable trees and shrubs. Our Red Maple Tree suffered a significant loss of foliage facing the east side.
BELOW: One week after storm, 8/4/2000
Below: Normal view at this time of year, (from a previous year.) Original leaves would already have been losing color saturation.
About four weeks ago, in one of our last ventures before the Corvid-19 Pandemic, we visited the little town of Piermont, New York …on the Hudson River, and explored its 182 year old rock and earthen pier, which by 1851 served as a loading and unloading track bed for Erie Railroad trains picking up steamboat passengers from Lower Manhattan, twenty-five miles to the South. On the then longest rail line in the world, vacationers would travel 450 miles (724 km) to Dunkirk, NY and the shores of Lake Erie. Some hundred years later, long after the excursions were outmoded, tens of thousands of WW II troops would depart from this same mile long pier to ferries, and transfer onto troop ships in NY Harbor. Sadly, thousands would literally leave their last footsteps on U.S. soil right here. A monument nearby is solemnly named “Last Stop, USA.”
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And a special note: BE WELL, …and please use best judgement practices as we “navigate” through these un-precedented difficult times. M
I’d like to thank the Piermont Historical Society for their added information concerning this topic, and Wikipedia. I am a proud contributer/donator to both sources.
My last post featured a barely visible bridge across the Delaware River near where George Washington famously crossed from New Jersey to Pennsylvania on Christmas Day, 1776. That experience was interesting because of the heavy air and dense fog, but the picture didn’t quite convey the ambiance.
I like the following two images a lot better however, near where George Shaw has gained some notoriety…
Background Of These Images
Jeanne and I were in Canada at “Niagara on the Lake,” which hosts the Shaw Festival each year, …the second largest repertory theater company in North America, staging plays written and inspired by George Bernard Shaw. Located on the shoreline of Lake Ontario at the mouth of the Niagara River, this quaint little town is about 24km (15mi) north of the Falls.
These positive slide film images were taken from the scenic Canadian Niagara Parkway on April 23rd, 1997.
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Tibbets Point Lighthouse is located at the end of Cape Vincent, New York State, where the waters of Lake Ontario flow into the St. Lawrence River, and eventually to the North Atlantic Ocean nearly 1000 miles to the east. On a frigid winter’s night 25 years ago, I visited this starkly isolated, ice and snowbound place; its silently rotating beam offering the only solace on a cold lonely night at the end of the road.
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A follow-up from my previous post about the Brooklyn Bridge, found here.
Just off the Brooklyn Bridge, is the 40 story Manhattan Municipal Building, on the National Register of Historic Places. A magnificent structure with intriguing interior design elements complementing its Beaux-Arts architecture, topped by columns and cupolas, and …an impressive guilded copper statue: “City Fame.”
Back in 1995, I was fortunate to see these features up close, but as was typical for those days, my camera was out of film.
However, 15 years earlier, in 1980, I had photographed the Brooklyn and Manhatten bridges from the World Trade Center, as seen below.
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