The above photo needs no caption; it is self explanatory, and at the same time a rare look at the city of Trenton and the West State Street - North Warren Street intersection as it looked 93 years ago!
HI TOM...THIS IS HOW THINGS LOOKED THE DAY I WAS BORN ON AUG.30 1919. I MUST SAY THERE HAVE BEEN MANY CHANGES THROUGH OUT ALL THESE PAST YEARS, SOME GOOD AND OTHERS BAD. I THANK GOD TO ALLOW ME TO WITNESS ALL THE EVENTS AND STLL GIVE ME THE ABILITY TO COMMENT ON YOUR EFFORTS TO BRING BACK THE GLORY OF THE OLDEN DAYS. THANK YOU AND PRAY WE'LL BOTH BE AROUND FOR STILL MORE MEMORIES.
RALPH LUCARELLA said...
Ron Bound said...
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These photos put Trenton into the perspective of what the town was like when my parents were young. That trolley would have made the turn and moments later rumbled past the family home when my dad was two years old. Mom was born on a farm in Robbinsville and didn't move to town till perhaps 1921 or so. The trolleys were long gone when I was young but the tracks emerging through the asphalt were always a reminder of those days.
Thanks .... Ed Millerick
HI TOM...THIS IS HOW THINGS LOOKED THE DAY I WAS BORN ON AUG.30 1919. I MUST SAY THERE HAVE BEEN MANY CHANGES THROUGH OUT ALL THESE PAST YEARS, SOME GOOD AND OTHERS BAD. I THANK GOD TO ALLOW ME TO WITNESS ALL THE EVENTS AND STLL GIVE ME THE ABILITY TO COMMENT ON YOUR EFFORTS TO BRING BACK THE GLORY OF THE OLDEN DAYS. THANK YOU AND PREY WE'LL BOTH BE AROUND FOR STILL MORE MEMORIES.
ReplyDeleteI WOULD LIKE TO ADD TOM....HOW TRAGIC FOR OTHERS, LIKE MY BROTHER "CHUCK" AND MANY OTHER DOCTORS WHO PASSED AWAY AT A YOUNG AGE BEFORE GIVEN THE CHANCE TO PERFORM THE KNOWLEDGE GAINED THROUGH THEIR WORK IN MEDICAL SCHOOL AND INTERNSHIP IN HOSPITALS. MAY GOD BLESS THEM. BEST REGARDS.
ReplyDeleteRalph, lest I forget...Happy Birthday, when August 30 rolls around. Thanks much to you and Tom for all you do for us, who can't be there, back home. Ron Bound
ReplyDeleteThese photos put Trenton into the perspective of what the town was like when my parents were young. That trolley would have made the turn and moments later rumbled past the family home when my dad was two years old. Mom was born on a farm in Robbinsville and didn't move to town till perhaps 1921 or so. The trolleys were long gone when I was young but the tracks emerging through the asphalt were always a reminder of those days.
ReplyDeleteThanks .... Ed Millerick