Hi Joe F,
My Nostalgic memoirs of this specific train station was as a kid a I ran up and down from the stairway leading out in front of our best friends building, My family and our friends would ride on the EL during the summer nights to Jay Street and transfer to the F train to Coney Island. As a boy I cried just to ride 2 stops to the last stop. My Mother never denied to ride on the EL. They were special times for me. Today I'd do almost anything to relive that time by photos or video. Yet that particular stop was the ultimate. I remember the thick Pipe that ran down on the pillar right on the corner of Myrtle. This is part of the time I will cherish mostly, the love of family and friends and the love for the EL. This photo was posted by you sometime ago, yet it is very dark and blurry. very hard to see. Thanks
Deedon
