|I was time to choose a project that has been on the back burner. It happened while cleaning out a shelve and there were some billboard kits I forgot about.These are by J L Innovative that come with the colored signs. They also have sign sheets for extra money with other advertisements to use with the kits. Three billboards took most of the afternoon to build because of the small pieces of wood to cut and glue together.The Billboard advertising “Greyhound Bus” presents more options for the traveler. The train station in the background is going to lose business to the automobile and the over the road bus system not to mention air travel.I frequently rode the Greyhound between Calumet and Marquette Michigan while attending college in the early 60’s. The local bus stop in Calumet was at the Ford dealership a block from our home on Eighth and Pine Street. We were “as usual”, the end of the line for bus as well as the train. During the dead of winter, I had to help the driver get that cold diesel engine started for the run to Marquette. I would crank the engine from the drivers seat while the driver sprayed Either into the intake manifold. Everyone in town knew I was a “garage” kit so I should be able to help out with this. That engine reluctantly started resulting in clouds of blue fuel oil smoke that darkened the neighborhood.
That driver found me fast asleep across the rear seat after he parked the bus in the overnight garage. He kind a laughed about it because it was only by chance that he walked through the bus before leaving and locking the doors for the night. I,m glad he did because a warm bed was only a block away.
I got to learn how those California “fail safe” air brakes work near Ishpeming MI. We were cruising along nicely when all of a sudden the driver looked at me and said ” the brakes came on and I can’t release them”. Come to find out, if an air line breaks and the air pressure drops, the brake shoes apply against the drums and you come to a stop. Springs apply the brake shoes and air pressure releases them. A good idea I thought, but we still had to wait an hour for an extra bus to bring us the last 10 miles.
My father was a Chrysler dealer and we always drove a New Yorker. At the other end of Fifth Street from us was the Cadillac/Chevrolet dealer. The owner, Jimmy Bartona always drove a Cadillac. He looked the part as he wore an expensive suit, top hat and smoked a cigar. If you didn't know who he was, he gave the appearance of being a mob boss cruising around town with his short and stocky build. In those days, it was expected to look your best, and he did.