An entry from my dad's diary...
"Sat. December 11, 1948- "This afternoon Arthur and I went out to Victor in the Model A and started home after dark. On our way home we decided to follow the unfinished Cloverleaf highway (dirt and high). We rode a few miles going about 50 or more when we came terribly near to going off a high drop-off onto a railroad track where they're going to put a bridge in. Arthur swerved the car around on two wheels, blew a front tire, crashed through a pile of iron bars and tore one running board in two. If we'd gone over the bank we wouldn't have had a chance. When we got home Mother, Dad, and I went to a show and saw "Mr. Peabody and the Mermaid" and "A Southern Yankee".
Lydster: the election
4 hours ago
Out in the town of Fishers, NY, across the street from the fire station (you can park behind it), you can walk the trail on the old railroad bed toward the thruway. This is where Dad's story takes place.
ReplyDeleteI've heard about this before. I would love to go out there and visit the place some time.
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