Kinsman S Gauge -- er, ahhh, Scale caboose.
Dear Bill,
If I had the kit I'd surely see that you would get it.
This Kinsman Great Northern Caboose kit was my first "Kit Adventure" into scale
modeling way back in July 1964.
I sent for it to BRANCH LINE MODELS - Memphis, Tenn., (Leonard Atkin's) and
paid a grand total of $3.45 with AF trucks for it.
Get this ... .50 cents S&H
I can't believe the stuff I have in this file, I'm surely a "Pack-rat," for as
I write this, I'm looking at the original bill of sale.
Well, anyway, back then I was an American Flyer collector, then a high- railer,
then into S scale under the tutorship of Frank Titman and his then, Delaware
Valley S Gaugers gang.
Of more particular note; When our Central Pennsylvania S Gaugers drove to
Allentown and visited Frank and the DVSG crew, I proudly brought along my "New
Model!" I was able to have it placed on the end of one of Frank's long scale
trains in the basement of his Franklin Street home, how proud I was of this
accomplishment. You ask! - How was I able to do that with AF wheel sets? Why
back then Frank used code 172 brass rail! That is when I knew I was going to
get into scale modeling! (According to my records, that event was in October
1966.) I have B&W images from that event. Only one image of Frank's layout, my
flash wasn't working too well on the Argus "Brick" that I was using at the
time. Tsk! Tsk!
"Time Passes ...
And Still It Comes"
by Thomas Lux
like a downhill brakes-burned freight train
full of pig iron ingots, full of lead
life-size statues of Richard Nixon,
like an avalanche of smoke and black fog
lashed by bent pins, the broken-off tips
of switchblade knives, the dust of dried offal,
remorseless, it comes, faster when you turn your back,
faster when you turn to face it,
like a fine rain, then colder showers,
then downpour to razor sleet, then egg-size hail,
fist-size, then jagged
laser, shrapnel hail
thudding and tearing like footsteps
of drunk gods or fathers; it comes
polite, loutish, assured, suave,
breathing through its mouth
(which is a hole eaten by a cave),
it comes like an elephant annoyed,
like a black mamba terrified, it slides
down the valley, grease on grease,
like fire eating birds nests,
like fire melting the fuzz
off a babys skull, still it comes: mute
and gorging, never
to cease, insatiable, gorging
and mute.
"Time, we can't stop it!"
Have a good day,
Run the trains,
Bill
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