Our 60th anniversary observance of the abandonment of the North Shore went very well, with constant operation throughout the day and an excellent crowd of visitors and fans. Since I was operating, I didn't get much chance to take pictures, but I'm sure many will be posted, and we welcome submissions!
There were, of course, lots of photographers all over the place. They were camped out at Olson Rd, Seemann Rd, alongside Barn 2, at the creek, you name it. So as I say, we will be glad to post any images you would like to send us.
The Electroliner was not operating, but was on display at 50th Avenue. The train was open for visitors, with several of the restoration crew on hand to explain what's happening.
Another North Shore jewel you don't often see outside is the line car, 604:
And another is the MD car 229, which ran throughout the day, although its passenger-carrying capacity is very limited.
All I can say is...
We have never given up! You can always send a check to IRM (not the Bank of Highland Park!)
(And don't bother writing to Otto Kerner!)
An unadvertised special was the operation of the only surviving North Shore streetcar, 354. It was in service all day around the car line. It hasn't operated for many years, and requires special care and handling, but for this special occasion it was carrying passengers, just like the old days.
One of the most important parts of any special day like this is the people. I met several whom I haven't seen for a long time, and I won't try to list them all. But one of them was Tom Jervan, whom I knew back in the seventies, and who hadn't been out to IRM for about 40 years. He was an employee of the North Shore Line, and was very active back in the old days. Here we see him running the 354:
(L to R: Jon Fenlaciki, Tom, Dan Fenlaciki, John Nicholson)
And while I'm at it, I must say a big word of thanks to all the people who made this operation possible. Those of us on the operating crews had a much easier time of it because of all the help provided by the shop guys and helpers, who did most of the hard work of changing ends and switching cars in and out of the consists. Many of the newer and younger members, who can only come out on weekends, I hardly recognize, but they all seemed to know what they're doing, and that made a big difference. And we even had guys who volunteered to throw switches out in the cold, bleak wilderness of places like Johnson Siding. (Because of the cold, the spring switch dashpots cannot be used, so the switches all had to be hand-thrown. Ugh!) So again, a huge THANK YOU!