NS line still next to Martinsville track....

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O.Winston Link would've loved the scene.
Remember the big N&W artic' wrapping itself around the drive-in movie?
And the train through centerfield in "Brewster's Millions"?
And the red subway cars on the elevated tracks behind old Yankee Stadium, on three minute headways in both directions on a Sunday?
Hooray for safety, but some of us remember those times when you didn't have to be chemically enhanced to enjoy the rush of derring-do.
The Tigers had just swept a doubleheader from the Yanks in one of those July 4th deals the AL used to set up circa 1960. Three years in a row, Tigers -Yankees July 4. Think of Lion-Packer Thanksgiving Day games a little earlier. A real mudfight!!! It ended late, I think Chico Fernandez stole home and we had to catch a train that Sunday night before PRR got a little slow. Zoomed down the IRT into Penn Station (one of my favorite cathedrals) and Dad in the lead, jogged then ran for the bottom door that the conductor opened for us as the train was pulling out. A more proud (of my Dad} and happy baseball fan couldn't have been found in diner or train that evening..
I am a faithful Reading person and grew up not liking PRR much, but man oh man the Pennsy could handle and soothe you!!!

Richard

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Baltimore I believe has tracks right next to it and I believe they actually are used for trains bringing in baseball fans....at least that used to happen. Anyone out there know for sure....

Both MARC and the light rail system stop at Camden Yards. Rode the light rail up from BWI for a game while in the area on business; after the game I was probably back at my motel room before some people got out of the parking lot at the yards. A lot of people did ride the trains, though.[:D]

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I dunno. Back in architecture school, I got an (only rumored to exist) A-plus for my Peking Embassy project.. Going North on whatever boulevard, you would hang a left through a discreet little booth, drive over the width of a large rectangular pond that acted
as a ha-ha (as the Brits would say) in lieu of a defensive wall. Extending to the right was a bank of terraced, stadium style housing units for the staff. To the left was the gut workings of an embassy. Sort of looked like a concrete frigate with antenna's and stuff on top.. Dead ahead as you bridged the pond was a LARGE porte-cochere. It was a
cube hollowed by completely circular openings on four sides. The driveway did a circle inside this (think of PRR's Pittsburgh entry only completing it's arches below and underwater) and let the visitor into the reception and ceremonial spaces.
At the end of this procession was a mini-Fenway!!! Have you seen those rollup security gates that are composed of little slats and links and make a clinkety kind of sound while in motion? Everything behind them shimmers when they are activated. Anyway, right field was deep, with the backside of the concrete housing terrace almost overhanging. Shops, saunas, day-cares, laundries, clinics and also mezzanine seats with meditative spaces were to have been here, connected by the type of walkways that Mel and Ernie and Vin would have loved. The third base line would have featured wierd
concrete and metal projections from the embassy's business side. I was into Paul Wurthman's stuff on liveable neighborhoods at the time, and made sure that backyard field could be also be laid out for football and soccer. Seeing how the Chinese play table tennis, I guess that game could have used up some space out back too.
And the pond out front!!! The Chinese apparently love ice. Roasted chestnuts, have a marshmallow kid. Uh-oh, Here comes Howe, back to Lindsay , down to Delvecchio, SCORE!!!!!


I guess that certain ballparks and railroad stations and speedways are in us forever.
and will always be shrines for the soul to go back to when it needs to. I call 'em Cathedrals. Never mind the burnt oil and french fry hazeat Reading Fairgrounds.

I'm pretty sure Bill Veeck would have signed for an apartment in the Embassy.

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