| On days off, or school vacations, dad and I would sometimes take off for some of the more far flung parts of the NYCTA, especially the Bronx, which at the time was, well, not the place you wanted to spend a lot of time. I was on a quest to ride all of the system at the time, and dad was sympathetic. He also had cautioned that if I wanted to go there, he wanted to go along, not that he questioned my judgement about riding to some parts of the city, but that if anything should happen, he knew hed never hear the end of it from my mom, who was worried about everything. I was with him on that one, because Id never hear the end of it either. In any event, here we see the Freeman St station coming up as we ride the No 5-Dyre Av train, in a view of classic NYCTA elevated tracks. |