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White plastic light switches, probably installed when the Coach house was converted to a home, in 1968. Though they look a little more modern so possibly updated in the 1990's with a rewire. The fusebox looks more modern than 1968
I came across this at a local thrift store. I wonder which is the important light switch and what will go off?
An old switcher sitting idle at an elevator in Gilman, Illinois. Both shots were hurried. I stopped for lunch and only had a few minutes to spare. In the first picture it sure does looked crammed in with all those pipes, but in the second shot, you can see it sits all alone. I love deception. I asked the kid to move in the second shot but she was being a pain in the ass and wouldn't step back. I didn't argue, I took my shot and left. I don't want to be the "mommy, there's a creep over there with a camera" guy. Lol.
All of the light switches - whether in my hotel or in the office - are toggle switches. But unlike in the USA, you have to flip them down to turn on the lights (opposite of what I'm used to back home). In the hotel, the lights will only work after I insert the keycard into the "magic slot"
Seaboard Coast Line mixed locomotive freight train moving along the mainline in Lakeland, Florida, 1970's. The locomotives leading this train from the rear are EMD switcher SW9 # 191, EMD switcher SW9 # 183, EMD GP7 # 876 and Alco C630 # 2213. This train may be making a move between the Winston railroad yard and the nearby Lakeland railroad yard. Seen on the opposite side mainline track is a manifest freight train. This photo was taken near the station area in Lakeland.
This model is a HO scale Athearn MP15 lettered for Union Pacific road #UPY1072.The unit is lightly weathered with the underframe painted and weathered a grimy black. Kadee #5 couplers installed front and back. This unit is DC..... and DCC ready!
Parking in England always seemed like a problem, but as it turns out, there is a solution.
Unfortunately, not many people seem to have switched on to the solution.
A switch panel found inside the kitchen of the Buckner Building. It would appear that an electrician is needed to make this work again.
--A bit of building info--
Once the largest building in Alaska, it was built by the military to house nearly every resident of the port town of Whittier, Alaska. It was designed to be a "city under one roof" and includes everything a "normal" city would have; Theater, Medical Ward, Cafeteria, Staterooms, and of course a jail... The town of Whittier is built around the ice-free port that houses more boats than it does people. Boasting a population of less than 300 people, Whittier is a modern day ghost town. In 1964 a 9.2 magnitude earthquake ripped the small city apart, killing 14 people and deeming the Buckner building unsafe.
Laced with asbestos, mold, mildew and various walking hazards, the building has remained an abandoned wasteland. All 5 floors are flooded from the melting of Whittier's average 253" of snow, leaving all floors an ice skating rink in the winter. Calcium deposits hang from the ceiling in the form of stalactites, graffiti and spray paint cover most of the walls, and almost every room has been hit with some form of a bat or axe.
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These are parts of the switch control system for the little hump yard in Springfield yard. They are variable resistors for all of the switches that can be thrown by the operator in the hump tower.
This was a very fun day at fourfeilds, which recently got torn down =( but quillen was so close to landing this switch heel. He actually had a really bad sunburn haha
Blake absently looks inside the writing desk and found a letter never delivered.
Heh. A little (well, not exactly little. 29 pictures!) photostory to move the plot forward for 2014! On a New Year’s Day no less! ♥
For those who would like a transcript for the letter:
Dear Blake,
8 years.
Sister says it’s been too long, that we have
waited, but we need to move on with our
lives. I do not mind the waiting to be honest.
But she is right, what kind of life is that?
Letters I’ve written, but no letter to read.
I do not blame you, you are off to answer
your call. It cannot be helped. But we,
the ones left behind, time will not wait
for us. I do not expect it to.
Find comfort in the promise that you
will still have the atelier to return to.
And should fate lead you away and into
a new life, know that I love you, and
I will always wish the best for you.
Farewell.
Frei