July 10, 1969, Neenah-Menasha Daily Northwestern
Okay, so this guy was taking a ride through the railroad jungles of Neenah. But hey, in Menasha there were just as many train switchings and boxcar uncouplings to make this guy representative of all I wanted to do as a little boy. If my Mom knew how much time I spent watching the activity between Third and Fourth Streets, she would have banned me forever from ever taking another look at a train car. Yes, in today's environment, I'd never have had that much freedom. But that's a debate for another day. In the meantime, I'll just sit quietly and try to conjure up that clickety-clack sound punctuated by an occasional horn from the lead engine.
Growing up through 60's, I lived on the 800 block 5th St. My grandparents lived on Jackson St in Neenah, which is now a parking lot for Galloway. I would bicycle to my grandparents 2-3 times a week just to go hang out in the rail yard by the rounding house just to watch everything and hope to get a ride on those behemoth monsters.
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