Those photos Frank Barry displayed in banks had a significant impact on me, both beneficial as well as potential disastrous. These stories are actually part of a future thread, but I will relate this aspect dealing with the photos. On February 1, 1964 I was in a significant financial quandary. After the morning chase to Cumbres with Frank I had just about enough money left for a bus ticket from Chama to Santa Fe or a ticket from Santa Fe to my hometown of Alamogordo, but not for both ( none of course for food, not essential). As it turned out Frank's Peace Corps afternoon activity was postponed, so he decided to drive to Santa Fe to deliver a set of photos to a bank in that city. That gave me a chance for a ride to Santa Fe, where I used my last bills and coins to purchase a ticket to Alamogordo. Saved by blind luck again.
Frank had invited me to dinner at his house the night before (one reason I had enough money for that bus ticket), and he showed me some of his best photos. When I was leaving I spotted an 11x14 print in his waste basket. Frank said it was underexposed so he was throwing it away. I asked if I could have it, and he said sure. Ever since it has been one of my prize posessions, part of which is shown below ( my scanner won't scan a full 11x14). It shows 498 leading a double header out of the Florida river bottoms around that big S-curve about a 3/4 mile from Florida. To make a long story short, in June 1966 I wanted to duplicate that shot and John Charles, Steve Patterson and I hiked about a mile down the grade to the S-curve. On the way back I made the disastrous decision to climb onto a flatcar of the moving train with predictable results. I ended up being dragged backwards with my legs bouncing next to those flanged meat cleavers until I let go and rolled down an embankment. Amazing luck again. Not something I would ever attempt again.
The blurry front of 498 is from my scanner, not the Frank Barry print
Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 02/06/2019 07:49PM by Olaf Rasmussen.