Thanks!!!
Here are a few to start us off!
Corinne Ouellette Burger
“We went to the Bronx Zoo on the train.”
Janet
Kowolski Desrosiers
“I remember all
Aunts, Cousins, Ma and me waiting for the train to take us to the Bronx Zoo.”
Joe
DeRosa
“I
remember the hardwood floors, black iron on the counters to protect the ticket salesman. Recruiting was done there too.”
Darlene Smith Mokrycki
“ You
asked me to write my recollections about the Depot. I recall beautiful
high-backed wooden benches like St. Mary's church pews, only
higher. And a beautiful inlaid design on the floor, a large
wall clock on the north wall of the depot.
The fare to Hartford back then was $6.00 RT. I
also remember, back in the 50's when Harry Truman made a whistle stop there, as he rolled through WL on
the campaign trail. A big oval stars and stripes drape hung over the door
where he was standing and waving at
the townspeople. You might want to ask Judy Gunning Schub about
more details, as she was one of my travelling buddies. (and if you do
ask her. PLEASE ask her about the day she said "BYE DARLENE" as she
pushed therevolving door to Steigers one day.) snick snick! There really are
no other recollections I have about the
depot, except that the ticket sellers were on
the left as you entered the building.”
Margaret Crowley Kurtz
“What I can remember
is what a very large train station it was and inside always appeared empty. Outside I do remember how decorative
the roof was and in looking at the pictures it appears nothing has changed.
The back and boarding area was under shelter where you did not have to worry about rain and snow
etc. For me as a teenager I could take the train and go to Hartford
and spend
the day and do some shopping at G Fox & Co. and Brown Thompson
Stores.”
Mary Ann Giannelli
“ Back in 1948 I was a
freshman at the Cathedral of Saint Joseph in Hartford, Connecticut. So that meant I had
to get myself there, either by train or bus. So the cheapest way as by
train.
I bought a book of tickets for a month to use to and from Hartford. The
train station always felt welcoming to me, it was nice and warm in the winter. No air conditioning in the warmer months, but air conditioning wasn’t in way back then.The
rest room was always neat and clean when I needed it. There was a very pleasant lady who sold the tickets, answered the questions, once in
a while
a man would be there. There were flyers around about the area or
train schedules. I would go out the back door to wait for the train to
come
in, you could hear it coming as it went over a bridge north of the
station. It got real noisy as it got closer and a big bang when it stopped and a
face
full of steam.”
