Reply to "York Haul aka What did you get"

Some more great friendships for starters.

Three great models custom built by Dave Rogers, very nice guy I met while wandering around in the Silver Hall.I managed to take the plunge and finally get some nice automobiles based around what time period I eventually want to model in, late 1940's(maybe 1949). I picked them up from two different set of people, I especially like the Ford F1 and the corresponding GMC. My grandfather had an old Ford at some point in his lifetime, and it is pretty well possible he had many variations of the F series of truck. My late uncle actually sold someone the old GMC that used to be sitting and rusting a bit back in the mid 1990's along with I think it was an old Chevy. So, both sort of pay tribute to those two. I had to get a milk truck since I have all these milk cans that will need to get delivered one way or another. The gas truck I really thought was an excellent model as well as the dump truck. These were at opposite ends of the Orange Hall and is actually the reason why I bought all the other automobiles along with them. Everyone needs a nice convertible, and black is always a great color. This little gem here(sure I call it that) is a Southern Stock car so I can haul some animals about when the new Lionel Southern engines come in. I was sort of talking it up quite a bit over at the Henning's booth for the better part of my wanderings in the Orange Hall.This is something that I have actually been pursing for the better part of two years I think. The N&W auxiliary tender Lionel made somewhere after they made the 2200 Y6B all that while ago. I was definitely not going to pay $400+ back a while ago plus shipping and handling, and I got it as my first train purchase Friday morning for $200.00. All of my other money at that point had been spent on food. It really is bad when you spend money you brought for trains on food and you just can't seem to find what you want until Friday.

I did also buy 2 Miller Engineering signs(my first purchase from them), NYC & PRR signs, they were actually out of the PRR and will send that along on Monday. The only other thing that I bought was a Z-Stuff Upper Quadrant sign(which I had no idea there was two different ones, I need to pay more attention to signage) which is also my first sign. Last October I stood there listening to everything the man had to say, but I didn't buy(shame on me). I will have to think more about signs in the near future since a railroad really can't run without some signs to provide safety(I sound like a commercial in one of those old Railroad videos).

One of the best things was as always, the great feel you get when you are talking to someone. Friday I parked my butt outside the Red Hall I think it was, and two older fellows struck up a conversation with me. This wasn't only because we had all wanted to take a breather as it were, but also just to really shoot the breeze. Even with me being a much younger person than the two of them(perhaps by 20 years), we still could relate on things beside trains.

My sister most recently said, "You like to talk.", which I did tell her was true but wasn't always. Before I was 5 my mother had said I barely said a word. I think one of the great benefits other than me liking to talk, is my liking to listen as well.

On a last note, there is always the one that got away. This one did not get away in that it disappeared on me, it was just that I sort of didn't have enough of the green stuff left, which is okay. Is it any surprise that it is a Hudson, I think not. I sure made an effort with Ryan Kunkle yet again to stress about how some of us crazy railroad guys would love to see these Hudson's come back in the Lionel line as scale, true to detail(or as close as possible, I wish Dave Olson was here this time around, lol). I did also suggest the Royal Hudson's from those great Canadian Railways, and I myself think that it would be a great move for Lionel to do those(as long as they get them right).

I think I will get off the old soapbox now, I wouldn't want to fall into a bunch of empty milk cans. Enjoy my fellow Railroaders.