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A close up of the obverse of the custom token created for Build Your Own Arcade Controls (arcadecontrols.com) by arcadetokens.com
Tuesday, 07 September 2010
The signalman exchanges tokens with the driver of the 1720 Waterford - Rosslare Harbour service at Wellingtonbridge.
© Finbarr O'Neill
A class 156 waits for the token at Ardlui station on the West Highland line. The blue light flashes once the token is received and the train is cleared to proceed.
Am not sure exactly what this is, but it was kept upon the heads of various people from the Groom's side of the family by Kekti's mom and dad. Supposed to be a ritual to depict the responsibility of the girl being passed over to the groom's family.
Exchange of tokens as the steam service crosses a dmu at Consall station on the Churnet Valley Railway.
It's just an ordinary activity for her to prepare a daily meal in her small and rather dark kitchen. The activity of simplest thing like cutting some shallots, onions or other spices in her kitchen is too ordinary to look closer and pay more attention about it, but when the time come and she is gone, suddenly all those ordinary thing become so extra ordinary and deeply missed.
This is not the way she cut the shallot, i think hers are way neater than mine,but the cutting board and knife all are belong to her. It is the nature of life..when something/someone is gone then suddenly we realize how very important the person/the thing is for us.
In memorian of my late mother in law....
The Illinois Railnet was playing around at the plant in Oregon, but didn't go up to Mount Morris, so this was the shot I had to settle for.
21mm, 2.8 grams
With what looks like a caduceus, I'm thinking medical related, but beyond that I'm at a loss.
Assisted by "fish pillow," a token from the days when they lived together, Jason's best man gives the first toast, it was quite lovely
Day fifty-two/365. Tonight, as the pastor, I conducted the funeral service of a friend. The funeral home was packed with his family, friends, and people to whom he'd reached out. He had been a mentor to many, in a variety of capacities. I've led many funeral services. It's different when it's a friend. A fifty-four-year-old friend whose heart failed unexpectedly.
The Scripture passages were easy to select and the words of the sermon flowed effortlessly. My only difficulty was in narrowing down my comments. His family brought tokens. The lunch box, the rocks, and other objects each represented a story and a piece of a relationship. How powerful symbols can be!
It was quite nice on Sunday with the temps in the upper 80's (Down from the 180's) but low humidity. So I decided a small chase of 101 was in order. Here he is in St. Augustine, Fl with the Memorial Presbyterian Church in the background. That is where Henry Morrison Flagler is entombed. He would be proud of his railroad today. October 16th, 2011.
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Lt. Gen. Jack Stultz, chief of the Army Reserve, gives Martina Zimmermann, financial controller and procurement officer of Allegis Group GmbH, a token of appreciation after signing the first international Employer Partnership Memorandums of Agreement.