Thanks Dave that did help.
Just hearing something from somebody else through all this does help.
Even Uncle Butchie the husband of Kelly today was hard. I gave him a big hug and had him cry on my shoulder, it's hard, it's just hard.
Thank you. Any outside support kind of helps, it's been a tough road here
John
And I have to come back to say
I am so sorry for the loss of your eldest son Dave
All losses are a painful tragedy I couldn't even imagine losing my son Jeremy
My heart goes out to you Dave
And thank you for your kind thoughts
Thanks John,
Dave
I'm just a dude with a bad back having a lot of fun with model trains, and finally building a layout!
I wish there were some comforting words to pass along, John. Dealing with loss is never the same experience no matter how many times you go through it.
I learned the hard way on Feb. 2, 1986. My first wife, Sandi, died of a cerebral hemorrhage at only 27 years old. We had two young boys and two foster children at the time. I was devastated. Talk about having the rug pulled out from under you!
Fortunately, I kept a level head and I had Sandi's sister, Cindy, close by that we leaned on eachother often to get us through. I just saw Cindy today and we still talk about that day 34 years ago. Never does a day go by that I'm not reminded of it or fondly recall the wonderful times with Sandi.
Some people stayed away from me for months. They just didn't know what to say. Other people were so helpful it was like an answer to a prayer. Years later some people explained that they just didn't know how to react. I understood, of course.
It is said what doesn't kill us makes us stronger. I guess that's true when taken in the right context. I remarried way too soon, but I felt too pressured with the kids "needing" a mom and all. That didn't work out but since 2005 I've had Dee Ann by my side. She's had losses of her own and we can share this silent, shared understanding between us. We are excellent together.
Next week will be the first anniversary of the passing of my middle sister, Linda. I plan to get together with my older sister and we're going to scatter Linda's ashes here at my "Angel's Gate" memorial garden and have a bit of a remembrance.
If you let it eat away at you it will consume you. Somehow you have to find the strength to sort out the sorrow from the joy and balance everything in its place.
Remember the joy, embrace the sorrow and carry on as though your missing loved one is right on your shoulder cheering you on —
Good luck, Ed
Well said Ed.
I'm sorry for your losses.
Well said,Ed.
My daughter often says "Only knocked sideways, never backwards."
David
To the world you are someone. To someone you are the world
I cannot afford the luxury of a negative thought
Good Morning
A new hard drive is being shipped to us for the iMac. I'm still using the iPhone for internet, but very little. I am busy with other stuff.
TF ... Prayers continue for your family.
Ed and Dave... it is good of you to share your stories with TF. Reading them brings tears to my eyes.
hopefully I can catch up with everybody later.
GARRY
HEARTLAND DIVISION, CB&Q RR
EVERYWHERE LOST; WE HUSTLE OUR CABOOSE FOR YOU
Good morning, everyone.
I'm very sorry to hear of your losses of loved ones. It's never easy, but the advice given is the best: time will help heal. The sorrow may never go away, but time will help.
I'm beginning work on my church this morning. I ordered some N church windows from Rail-Scale-Models. I have never used the laser-cut pieces before.
I know some of you have bad experiences with the post office. I ordered the windows Sunday. Monday was a holiday, so the windows were shipped Tuesday. The order was at the post office in North Carolina Tuesday morning, and it was out for delivery to me on Thursday afternoon! I live in a rural area of Nebraska, and yet it took only two days to go from North Carolina to my home mail box in Nebraska. It was sent by regular mail. That's pretty amazing!
Have a good Friday, everyone.
York1 John
I asked my doctor if I gave up delicious food and all alcohol, would I live longer? He said, "No, but it will seem longer."
Track fiddlerIf anybody here has any kind of experience with sort of thing, anything you could say to me from experience that would help I would appreciate because I'm about ready to check myself into a Sanitarium.
Sorry, I don't have any advice.
My wife is the youngest of six, she had four sisters and a brother. She lost a sister when she was very young, her brother about 20 years ago, and another sister last year.
However, one event still weighs on her to this day.
Since she was the youngest, she was an aunt several times over by the time she was ten. While she was ten, one of her nephews who was two, died in a household accident. This happened in March of 1968.
To this day, the first week of March is very bad for her. We visit his grave every time we go to Indiana.
Just hang in there with your wife and be thankful you have someone to love.
-Kevin
Living the dream.
Good morning
I just got done reading here. I would like to thank each and every one of you for sharing some saddening experiences and the kind words that went along with them as they helped.
I had tears in my eyes and my Sincere Sympathies for all of you as well.
Judy seams to be doing better today. Perhaps a different gathering this time was more of a celebration of life. More of a remembrance of shared stories and happy memories of Kelly on her 53rd Bithday.
Judy said over coffee this morning, "Its almost like Kelly was there with us, I felt it" I said that's because she was. She wants her sister to be happy. That's all Kelly wants for you now Judy and I know you know that.
I see her better this morning. I think yesterday gave her some closure.
Thank you guys for your prayers and support.
I realized just the other day that my Dad has been gone for fifty years. The minister at the service said something that has always stuck with me. "As long as we remember him, he will still be with us."
I still dream of my parents. Yes, they are still with us.
It takes an iron man to play with a toy iron horse.
ricktrains4824
Double Stackers
The only thing better than watching double stackers roll by clicking over the bridge is eating a double cheeseburger watching them roll by.
I have a place in Prescott Wisconsin where they have a two-story deck overlooking the Lift Bridge where the Double Stackers roll by and they will cook you a double cheeseburger out on that deck for better enjoyment up there
Because of the pandemic, I have not been able to go up there to enjoy that this Summer or Fall, but next year hopefully I will.
Are you kidding me, I still went over there though. I just didn't get up on the deck this year
P.S. I believe the same of your beautiful thought Mr. B
TF
So where in Michigan is the diner located? Here in Traverse city fall is about to peak and we had our once a month Great Lakes short line train this week.
Afternoon Folks!
Track fiddlerJudy said over coffee this morning, "Its almost like Kelly was there with us, I felt it" I said that's because she was. She wants her sister to be happy. That's all Kelly wants for you now Judy and I know you know that
I have been a widower for 33 years now! My wife passed at the age of 40 from the cure (Bone Marrow Transplant) for Leukemia. I still think about her and my losing her every day! But good rememberances these days outweigh the sadness. I just wish I had gotten on the stick and got myself looking and feeling better about 25 years ago....
My condolences and prayers for all who have experienced recent (or not so recent) loss of a loved one!
73
Ray Seneca Lake, Ontario, and Western R.R. (S.L.O.&W.) in HO
We'll get there sooner or later!
John sorry for your family's loss. Rubby is a new word to me. People who go into psychology and psychiatry tend to be a little different. It's a challenge for everyone but some people are incapacitated by grief or thrown into a deep depression. There is a place for seeking mental healthcare.
My wife and I went antiqueing today. I have been in my share of antique stores but there are some big ones containing dozens of dealers. I've seen more antique wood planes today than I ever saw in my life. Plow handles?, axe and all manner of hand tool handles.
The wife bought a Blue Mason jar and one of those things you find in hotels to open your suitcase on.I'm going deer hunting in SC and I found out our local meat processor won't take out of state deer with the bones in it. Deboning a deer is the worst part. Maybe I can get it processed in SC, assuming I get one. It's supposed to be 80 degrees next week. Not good for October rut.
Henry
COB Potomac & Northern
Shenandoah Valley
BigDaddyMaybe I can get it processed in SC, assuming I get one.
If you don't get one there, come out here to Nebraska. You won't even need a gun. Just drive one mile in any direction from my house and I'll bet you can get one (or eight) with your car.
I almost got one by car. I saw one running directly for me and it was an easy miss. Then I saw the other three coming behind her and had to lock up the brakes. My cooler full of ice and beer turned over in the car. It was a mess, but no deer were harmed.
Eveing Diners.
Flo, give the gang and I a please, Dirk and Robbie a dog treat.
TF Soory for your family loss and hope time does cure the pain.
Only person I have lost that was sort of close to me was my Stepfather. I loved him and called him daddy. I have a lot of good memoreys of him, and bad ones. He was a hard man to get close to and I seldomed did as good as he claimed he did. In many ways I did better than he thought I would so he was sort of proud of me.
Day with Dirk. New meds seem to be doing the trick, he not messing with his feet! He has yet had to wear the Cone of Shame. He went on a longer than normal car ride today. Took him and Sue to the gas station, bank, drug store, Libary and then the park. He allso saw a post offices truck and went full blowen bonkers while we where in the car?
By time we got to the park he was all worked up! Set a new record by pooping 15 feet from the car? Then left a second bolier cleaning in the next 20 feet? Boy he was full of ash!
Later, Ken and Dirk say's Daddy, sit outside Woof, Woof?
I hate Rust
BigDaddyRubby is a new word to me.
Hi BigDaddy,
I didn't realize that 'rubby' wasn't part of the American vernacular. I suspect the term is English. It is used to denote a person who is obviously a heavy drinker. They usually have bloodshot watery somewhat jaundiced eyes, pale skin and are generally not robust in appearance.
Evening
Again I would like to thank you guys for your condolences and support. I send my condolences and my love back with a sincere Thank you.
Judy seems to be doing much better today for the first time since June.
My brother was at the Falls last night to give his support.
If you remember my post the other night about Johnson lake being changed to Beast Lake. Apparently my Brother has done his research and called a few friends up there and asked about it. It seems he was told some stories of that interior Lake that are a bit terrifying. He was told by his good friend Mike McMann, Don't go back there, you don't want to go back there.
He smiled when he told me this and said Brother, I think we should go check it out.
I am in agreement. The sounds we heard with our own ears up there, I wish to see where they came from.
We are more than ever planning our Portage back to Beast Lake late spring time after ice-out
My buddy Jeff who owes me one has a fiber carbon canoe that is so light you can lift it with one hand. You can see through it like a thin wet newspaper. I remember paddling around in it in The Boundary Waters
I have something to look forward to all Winter here for springtime
hon30critterI didn't realize that 'rubby' wasn't part of the American vernacular. I suspect the term is English.
Interesting.
I just realized that when I heard that word in English films, I knew they were referring to a drunk, so I just thought they were saying "rummy".
Now I know better.
SeeYou190Interesting. I just realized that when I heard that word in English films, I knew they were referring to a drunk, so I just thought they were saying "rummy".
Hi Kevin,
I think the terms are interchangable. I believe that 'rubby' refers to the habit of drinking rubbing alcohol which was the cheapest way to get a buzz.
When I was in university I made some money during the Christmas break working at the local liquor store. Everything back then was in glass bottles, that is except for the very cheapest sherries. Those came in plastic bottles, supposedly to prevent the drunkards from breaking the bottles when they dropped them or threw them away.
Working at the liquor store was a sobering experience. We had one customer who waited at the door every morning for the store to open. Each day he bought a 26 oz. bottle of vodka. He then proceeded to walk to the diner just across the parking lot where he was a cook. It was maybe a five minute walk. When he got to work he would drop the empty bottle in a garbage can outside the restaurant! I had never been exposed to that sort of behaviour before.
I would say 'Cheers!!' but it's probably not appropriate in this context.
Good grief you guys!
I never knew extreme alcoholics existed. But then again i never knew one
I would estimate the young gal with the cardboard sign next to the highway yesterday was about 25 years old. I have a gut feeling for these kind of people and the story is some of them go home to a nice house at the end of the day.
She was different and I gave her two tacos and a $10 bill and she was so happy and went to sit down on the cement form and started eating her tacos right away like she was extremely hungry
Had the light not turned green right away I would have got out of my truck and gave her two more tacos and another 10
Stuff like that makes Judy and I happy to help the less fortunate
Other times I have passed money out the window to what looked to me like a drunk begging for money at the side of the highway
Even knowing I never gave it a second thought that if a bottle of boose would give that man some kind of pleasure in his pathetic life being lived than more power to him and I was glad I could help
Good evening.
I am still limited to posting with cell phone.
I had time to run trains this evening . All passenger . 3 trains. CB&Q Zephyr. GN Empire Builder . ATSF Super Chief.
have a nice evening.
hon30critter Hi BigDaddy, I didn't realize that 'rubby' wasn't part of the American vernacular. I suspect the term is English. Dave
I didn't realize that 'rubby' wasn't part of the American vernacular. I suspect the term is English.
Rubby! Rubby being English?
No. Never heard it before, or is this a new word added to the (UK) English language that has come from the States.
NorthBritRubby being English?
The dictionary I use says it is Canadian Slang:
(ˈrʌbɪ)
(ˈrʌb i)n., pl. -bies. Canadian Slang.
This whole drinking rubbing alchohol just sounds awful!
Flo, please bring my a cup of coffee, and please hold the rubbinh alchohol!
Good morning everyone. I have nothing planned for today, just a lazy uneventful day is all I am hoping for. I am taking the weekend off from working on the house. Time to relax and just laze around for a couple of days.
Good morning from the West Coast where it is still very dark outside. Took a cup of coffee and went out as I heard a tree come down across in the hundred-acre wood but it did not land across the road so no chain saw awakening for the neighbours this morning. It is sure warm out though.
TF, I hope you and Judy are feeling better as the days pass, staying well rested will help a lot to see you through these tough times.
When I was a kid, we used the word rubby a lot along with a number of other words that I would never use today. The thing is we had no idea what they meant when we used them and I never heard anyones parent say something to us when we used them. Rubbys were down and outers to be avoided like the plague when I was a kid as taught by my vanity filled mother and grandmother, as an adult I engage the homeless whenever the opportunity presents itself. My kids were taught to treat homeless people with respect and never think twice about engaging them in conversation. They volunteered a lot at the soup kitchen through their teens.
Hillman cars are a topic of conversation in the WPF thread. In 1959 when we moved from Winnipeg to Vancouver my Mom and Dad drove their Hillman out to the Coast. In 1959 there was no paved road over the Rockies and sane people would go down into the U.S. go over the Rockies and then head north back into Canada. My Dad would have none of that, he was insistent that he should be able to cross Canada without leaving the country. Looking at that car in the carport, I would not trust it to go anywhere never mine over hundreds of miles of wilderness on dirt roads.
We moved to the wilds of North Vancouver across the inlet from Vancouver proper and people thought my Dad was nuts for wanting to live over there in the boonies. They bought a lot and my Uncle built the house for the tidy sum of $16,500.00 in 1959, they sold it in 1977 for $73,000.00 and it sold two years ago (2018) for $1,600,000.00.
Went and bought a few hundred feet of moulding and door casing yesterday as I have been upgrading from what was in the house. In another thread, Kevin mentioned moulding made out of foam. I had not seen this before and at the moulding place, you could buy the same moulding in wood, composite or foam! They also had lots of other fancy pieces (like pillars and beams) made of foam. I am old fashion I guess and bought the wood.
Henry mentioned deer hunting. Up at the ranch that involves taking a rifle out of the gun cabinet, stepping out of the front door a firing off a round. No search and destroy required, it is like going out for an armload of firewood. In the spring a rifle goes in the truck when the Grizzlies wake up and we will leave it on the hood of the truck if there is evidence of one close by. Usually, by the end of June, the bears just start minding their own business as their tummies are full and the guns stay home locked up.
Well, it is now light outside so I better go be productive, but first.
North Brit David, welcome to the forum, I am enjoying your photos, you can never have too many pics. Where in the "old country" are you at? My family comes from Ipswich, immigrated in the late 1700s and Buxton, immigrated right after WWI.
All the best to all.
Brent
"All of the world's problems are the result of the difference between how we think and how the world works."
SeeYou190I have nothing planned for today, just a lazy uneventful day is all I am hoping for. I am taking the weekend off from working on the house. Time to relax and just laze around for a couple of days.
Now you're talking like a real retired person! What you have planned gets habit forming after a while. I love it.
I also don't have much going on. Harvest continues. It may rain later today, but nobody gets upset. In our part of the country, no one complains about rain, even if it is an inconvenience.
I'll work a little on the layout, and I think I'll get some of the trains running for a while. The layout church is turning out to be harder than I thought. It's a good challenge to keep me thinking.
The Grand Hotel on Mackinac Island, and Isle Royale National Park are the two places in Michigan I still want to visit. I'm running out of time since next year is already pretty much booked. Michigan may be a neat place to visit, but visiting grandchildren seems to be a higher priority.
BATMAN. I had not seen this before and at the moulding place, you could buy the same moulding in wood, composite or foam! They also had lots of other fancy pieces (like pillars and beams) made of foam.
Three houses North of mine, there is a very large house with an impressive entrance with columns, beams, and fancy stuff over the entrance and garage. It looks very good. Really massive, but it is all foam.
A good designer/architect can do some very handsome things with the architectural foam that is available.
I am seriously considering stacked fieldstone foam castings to cover a bad 1980s feature on the outside of my house. It could not look any worse.