Today I stopped by my old High School , Maple Hill in Schodack , NY. I was walking the track. Staff was setting up for the graduation that evening. Valedictorian and Salutatorian were practicing their speeches before I presume faculty members over the microphones. It was about 80. I wonder if they got through the ceremony without rain. Next year is my 50th anniversary of my senior year. Wow !!! Will have to do some writing about that.
Wednesday, June 26, 2019
Sunday, June 23, 2019
Back Again.......Again
Well I am officially back again. Had a computer melt down I also had a heart attack and a few other medical problems. But I am atleast for this time back. Got some catching up to do. BE SEEING YOU.
Monday, August 27, 2018
Train/Car Crash in Schodack NY 1958
I am on a small rural road named South Schodack Rd in the upstate community of Schodack NY. I am standing near the railroad tracks. In my hand is a small piece of what appears to be an old piece of car chrome, I have dug it up about one quarter of a mile from this small dirt side road. It is heavier than a modern chrome is and appears slightly melted. So why is this of any importance? So as I stand there my mind goes back to a memory I have stored away. In a sense I go back in time to circa winter of 1958. Most likely January / February. A woman by the name of Loretta Harris who was a member of The Eastern Star was coming home from a meeting of said group. On the way back from The Main St area of Castleton NY where the Lodge was she dropped off Ruth Hudson a fellow member and sister in law to her home. They talked about how it had recently started snowing and rather hard at that. Was she going to be OK returning home. She had a relatively new car a 57 Chevy Bel Air a car that was destined to become a car collectors classic. So she felt reasonably safe. She drove slowly on into the night. She passed by the then new Maple Hill High School and turned onto South Schodack Rd. This road was not a very populated road Even now after some development in this century it is sparsely populated still. Lots of corn and soy farmland now , a couple of dairy farms and corn fields then , she and her husband Donald owned a several acre apple orchard on that road at that time.
Ms. Harris drove slowly that night as the snow had picked in intensity. As she came up to that dirt road that veered off South Schodack Rd didn't realize she had come to the point where the road was a right curve and she went off onto the gravel and dirt side road that emptied into corn field as it does to this day. Only she got stuck on the railroad tracks. Try as she might for the next 7 or 8 minutes she was stuck.Then she heard the train whistle. looked to her North and thought through the heavy snow she might be seeing a dim light in the distance. PANIC. She tried quickly to back up. Tires spun , smoke arose. The whistle was much louder . She grabbed her purse got the door open and got out of the car. Stumbled down towards a large in a panic A few moment later there was one hell of a bang and crumple of sheet metal and chrome glass and rubber. Heavily applied air breaks wailed out in to the dark snowy night. The car was pushed down the tracks dumping off pieces of the car body as it went. From what witnesses said it was a good half a mile or more before it stopped. The car was burning and totaled of course.
Loretta Harris was found sitting against a tree by the neighbor nearby. She had been crying and was in a state of shock. She was wearing a long evening gown dress as is often Eastern Star protocol.It was dirty and torn and the farmer threw his coat over her , His wife called the State Police and her husband.
It was a long night of firetrucks , state police cars and wrecker trucks. The next morning Doctor Austin our local MD stopped by the house checked her over and it is said administered her a sedative to allow some sleep. That next evening several family members gathered with her to be of support. By the way a couple of days later her husband hit the ceiling as we used to say. Her son David tended to side with his father.
Back in the present the road looks the same , the neighbors house sits abandoned nearby and the piece of possible semi melted Chevy chrome is my possession. It was a peaceful warm late summer day. Not like that night more than 60 yrs ago
Ms. Harris drove slowly that night as the snow had picked in intensity. As she came up to that dirt road that veered off South Schodack Rd didn't realize she had come to the point where the road was a right curve and she went off onto the gravel and dirt side road that emptied into corn field as it does to this day. Only she got stuck on the railroad tracks. Try as she might for the next 7 or 8 minutes she was stuck.Then she heard the train whistle. looked to her North and thought through the heavy snow she might be seeing a dim light in the distance. PANIC. She tried quickly to back up. Tires spun , smoke arose. The whistle was much louder . She grabbed her purse got the door open and got out of the car. Stumbled down towards a large in a panic A few moment later there was one hell of a bang and crumple of sheet metal and chrome glass and rubber. Heavily applied air breaks wailed out in to the dark snowy night. The car was pushed down the tracks dumping off pieces of the car body as it went. From what witnesses said it was a good half a mile or more before it stopped. The car was burning and totaled of course.
Loretta Harris was found sitting against a tree by the neighbor nearby. She had been crying and was in a state of shock. She was wearing a long evening gown dress as is often Eastern Star protocol.It was dirty and torn and the farmer threw his coat over her , His wife called the State Police and her husband.
It was a long night of firetrucks , state police cars and wrecker trucks. The next morning Doctor Austin our local MD stopped by the house checked her over and it is said administered her a sedative to allow some sleep. That next evening several family members gathered with her to be of support. By the way a couple of days later her husband hit the ceiling as we used to say. Her son David tended to side with his father.
Back in the present the road looks the same , the neighbors house sits abandoned nearby and the piece of possible semi melted Chevy chrome is my possession. It was a peaceful warm late summer day. Not like that night more than 60 yrs ago
Monday, July 2, 2018
Back Again
Well I have been gone for quite a while but I am back. Not that I have not been busy. Been doing alot of old man thinking. So I will be seeing you soon.So be seeing you
Tuesday, May 23, 2017
Goodby Sir Roger Moore...Bond & Templar
Today the third man to play 007 in the movies and play Simon Templar on Television died. I have written a few blogs on Bond and Templar so I thought I would write a short few more words.. He lived a long life , an interesting life. Whether he was a member of The Mavericks or Bond he was an old fashion movie star. He did work for UNICEF using his star power for good. Though he was not able to revive The Saint {one of last projects}. He dies as a man who was part of a rich & interesting era now gone by still influential. So goodby Sir Roger. RIP
Sunday, April 23, 2017
Thinking About 1967 in 2017
I have been really busy the last couple of months.....Traveling around North Carolina , Blue Ridge Parkway , Asheville , a good size VW car show in N.C. Working on my health etc. Anyway , I am searching a road in my hometown {South Schodack Road}. Doing some research there and planning a dig. But as a side event I am going back 50yrs to 1967. It started with a lecture on CSPAN TV from a panel of historians and one archeologist discussing the year. This was in January of this year. As I dwell in that old era perhaps that year has more to it than I would have thought. Done a couple of interviews so far and a little basic googling. By the end of the year I will see if it is worth a blog or two. I know what your thinking......what the hell kind of life does he live. Oh by the way in Asheville I finally gave into a long held temptation.....with my history / archeology hobby. I bought an Indiana Jones hat. So I guess I go on these quests to make myself worthy of THE HAT. Be Seeing You.
Friday, March 24, 2017
Goodby GM.'s Opel Subsidary in Europe
Last week GM closed a deal to sell their Opel Division in Europe. Well as some readers may know during the 60's and 70's Opel was a brand sold in North America. For a few short yrs the brand really did give the VW imports a run for their money in our market. For those that are to young to remember they were a line of cars from a basic small Kadet to a Opel GT sports car. They had a fastback , station wagon and a sedan called an Opel Rallye which was the car I wanted as a young man. I have a poster of one in my home office. It is derived from an ad in 1967 , the year they introduced the model. It talks about the more powerful engine , 24% more horsepower. Dual carbs and exhaust.Steel belted radials. Rally lights which really functioned as fog lights. They said the cockpit was worthy of a "fine road machine". The price in 1967......2,192 dollars. She was the kind of semi sport car that didn't look so hot but could move and handle quite well especially on the back roads of my hometown of Schodack NY.
My mother owned the basic Kadet , that she drove to work when she was the Town Clerk. in the 60's and early 70's. She would not buy a VW Beetle even though she loved them because of WW1 and WW2 and the brands association with one Adolf Hitler. It was a boxy little car that had a very small engine but was fun to drive....really. My friend Ron Kunicki loved to drive it. One late summer long weekend we drove it all the way to SUNY Fredonia dropping off people to college along the way.
Perhaps at a car show you might see one but from talking to some people that owned one they have fond memories associated with that car brand. One Robin Zimmer with her Opel station wagon related to me how she used to love passing big trucks on gradients with it. It probably brought out the wild woman in her as she was the quiet type in high school LOL. So anyway , fond memories aside it was an important section of automotive history. Decently priced cars , that were overall the reliable second family car or starter car of my generation. I thought it deserved a bit of a send off from me. Who owned one and enjoyed it. Goodby GM's Opel and thanks.
My mother owned the basic Kadet , that she drove to work when she was the Town Clerk. in the 60's and early 70's. She would not buy a VW Beetle even though she loved them because of WW1 and WW2 and the brands association with one Adolf Hitler. It was a boxy little car that had a very small engine but was fun to drive....really. My friend Ron Kunicki loved to drive it. One late summer long weekend we drove it all the way to SUNY Fredonia dropping off people to college along the way.
Perhaps at a car show you might see one but from talking to some people that owned one they have fond memories associated with that car brand. One Robin Zimmer with her Opel station wagon related to me how she used to love passing big trucks on gradients with it. It probably brought out the wild woman in her as she was the quiet type in high school LOL. So anyway , fond memories aside it was an important section of automotive history. Decently priced cars , that were overall the reliable second family car or starter car of my generation. I thought it deserved a bit of a send off from me. Who owned one and enjoyed it. Goodby GM's Opel and thanks.
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