A childhood dream...
Life was always an adventure growing up with a train station in my backyard. I remember when I was just 5 years old and the railway took the "Jitney" passenger train out of service. Standing on the platform looking up at the Stationmaster Mr. Penny, I asked "since you don't need the Jitney anymore, can I buy it?" He laughed, patted me on the head and said "no Jimmie, it's gone somewhere else now".
Thirteen years later in 1972 the building I played in while watching the trains come and go and where Mr. Penny taught me how to use the telegraph, was scheduled to be torn down. I couldn’t bear the thought of that happening. After approaching the village commission to save it from demolition only to receive comments such as “it’s just an old building”, “it would only be a tax burden”, and “let them tear it down”, as a last resort to save it I approached the railway to purchase it myself. So, while the rest of the kids in my grade 12 class were all buying cars, I bought a train station…to this day the adventure continues and I’m still “playing trains” in my backyard.
Jimmie Le Fresne