A lot of the photographs featured in this blog have had to do with trains in some form or another. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and for a Menasha kid who liked them, I can still remember the sounds and the smells of trains passing by on a hot summer's day.
Someone once told me that this blog is all things to all people...that one day you get a history lesson about some facet of town culture, the next day you're staring at a railroad bridge near the utilities plant. Happy to not disappoint them.
CN&W used to go across the railroad bridge over Little Lake BDM every hour. Could hear the horns when it was running along hwy 41 before coming around the bend by Fritse Park. I'll never forget those old days.
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