Category Archives: railroading

MODELING MEMORIES

His memories of New England various,

Were by and large vicarious…

Mostly pictures he saw

with interest and awe,

His chances of a visit–hilarious!

Point of fact he was too young,

Couldn’t drive himself even some…

The eight-hour ride

Once a summer left wide,

Window for relevant magazines to come!

Still his interest grew,

Past the time when he knew…

This paint scheme was gone,

these ALCOs moved on.

But the history he wanted to view.

Found an N scale engine thus,

Painted just like this—a plus–

To re-enact

Historical fact,

Without too much fuss!

–Jonathan Caswell

 

HANDS-ON…MY HISTORY

HANDS-ON…MY HISTORY

I took a fabled RS-1* into the living room

On a tray to try doing some work…

I wanted to replace that body shell with one bought new,

Then progress was caught up with a jerk.

It was the Two-Fourteen I had in my hands,

Numbered for our first letter exchange…

February Second completed the first round

As our relationship grew strong and aged.

The “214” is painted silver with red-white-and blue

Stripe around both hoods (old AMTRAK stock)…

Maybe I’ll just finish changing this one’s couplers’

Putting one of three “NEW HAVENs” on the body shell changing block!

–Jonathan Caswell

*NOTE:

All of these locomotives are N scale models of the American Locomotive Company (ALCO) model RS-1…in the author’s collection.  Some of his units are lettered and numbered for important life events….like when he and his wife exchanged their first letters (#214)  or the date they were engaged (#5388…for the date 5/3/1988).

DO YOU THINK I HAVE ENOUGH???

DO YOU THINK I HAVE ENOUGH???

Finding room is getting rough,

Do you think I have enough…

One more dream

Fulfilled as schemed,

Engines that run but don’t puff.

Can’t run more than two at a time,

Embodying memories sublime…

Reaching the end

Of finances, friend,

Over-spending is a crime.

–Jonathan Caswell

THE NUT TOOTED!

THE NUT TOOTS!

His wife saw the tension

Of the close-by traffic dimension…

Then he heard a train–

Honked back a refrain,

Relaxed so completely to mention!

She wore her engineer’s cap,

On the side he saw a train through the gap…

‘Tween truck and car

Traveling fast and far,

Then he escaped the traffic trap.

–Jonathan Caswell

THE ONE THAT ALMOST GOT AWAY

THE ONE THAT ALMOST GOT AWAY!

He went back to Ebay

For the one that had gotten away…

It took years

Of search to appear,

He has it now–HAPPY DAY!

–Jonathan Caswell

(atlasmodelrr.com)

RESERVE BUYING: SAD STORY

RESERVE BUYING:  SAD STORY

He wanted to buy a train

Lettered for “BOSTON AND MAINE”…

All the ones

Were limited runs

He never could catch again.

Considered as a purist,

He modeled a train for tourists…

“N” scale in fact,

He laid his track

Intentions were the demurest!

He found two coaches on-line,

On reserve he thought it fine…

To wait and see–

Eventually–

He said, “they could be mine.”

Meanwhile, for other things

He fancied, the register rings…

Sickness struck

And out of luck

He gave up his B & M dreams!

–Jonathan Caswell

MULTIPLE TIME PERIODS

MULTIPLE TIME PERIODS

During his train buying spree,

He split into eras, two or three…

Steam, diesel-electric,

Both selected

Not just for tourism–you’ll see!

With all the wonder transpired,

His layout hasn’t been wired…

With this good stuff

Someone called his bluff,

Hot coals underneath him were fired.

Abrasives, bread and coal,

Join plastics, soda , on the roll…

Water treatment too

And textiles run through,

To keep his N scale trains full.

Alternative energy

From woodchips, fly ash, groceries…

Vie with tourist trains

For space on the main,

But the branch line is pure fantasy!

–Jonathan Caswell

WALKING ON THE “GRAND TRUNK”

WALKING ON THE “GRAND TRUNK”

Years and years–decades ago–

This crossing filled with fear…

As one and more automobiles

Were hit by trains so near.

My own Dad nearly wasn’t,

Waking up on the engine’s front…

Of all the family in the touring car

He and his Dad took the brunt.

His father died at that blind crossing

Where so many went awry…

Reduced train speeds or crossing bells

Might have prevented many who died.

The South Street crossing’s eerily

Quiet as a former railroad bed…

Horses and bicycles ply the right-of-way,

With less becoming dead.

–Jonathan Caswell

IT…WILL…RUN..!!!

IT…WILL…RUN…!!!

Tipping up the train layout,

Setting it on one end…

Puts a greater emphasis on

Getting me around the bend.

Need to splice that riverbed

And put feeder wires through…

From train track that runs in back,

And around thereto!

Just one minor problem

Comes to my eyes….

Cannot do anything

Without proper supplies.

With no reserve hookup wire,

My new connectors won’t connect…

Before I can highball down the main

I’ll have to buy some, I suspect!

–Jonathan Caswell

TRAIN LAYOUT THOUGHTS

TRAIN LAYOUT THOUGHTS

For years, other’s expectations

Colored my operations…

Electrical blocks

Of track (lots),

For two-train considerations.

Problem is–I

Don’t know many other guys…

Only one “club”*

Accepted me, bub,

Since then, how the years do fly!

How many trains can I RUN

The answer is just ONE!:

With a couple of places

As engine storage spaces,

I’ve over-built–that’s what I’ve done.

In staging, I can keep two or three,

Trains to appear frequently…

The chances of TWO

OPERATORS are few–

There’s room for only me!

For one big block the need is,

With lots of electrical feeders…

Keep It Simple for Success**

Prevents the mess,

I’ve gotten into other years.

I’m thinking of a place of yesteryear,

Where two New England railroads both appear…

The Boston and Maine

And the New Haven, the same,

Find interchange and switching dear.

Industrial railroads exist

Where private companies find it best…

Better profit when alone,

They their railroad own–

When profits drop, they get it off their chest.

Something like that is what I mean,

Or some very similar scheme…

A tourist line, too,

Helps the revenue

With industries that match my kind of dream.

–Jonathan Caswell

* only one “club”…the guys at the Tioga Transportation Museum…back in the early-to-mid 1980’s

** K.I.S.S. (one possible use of this nemonic)