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Dec 22

Holiday Train Show at the New York Botanical Garden, part three

We visited the holiday train show. The trains — all 25 of them cruising around on a half-mile of of track — were … fine. What they are weaving around — almost 200 miniature buildings made of bark, leaves, and other materials — is the real attraction. I took a lot of photos of the models of these historic and iconic places. Here are some of them. (Part one is here and part two is here.)

This is Boscobel, which was built for a man named States Dyckman, a British loyalist who maintained and, perhaps, grew his wealth. He was said to be, perhaps, a bit unscrupulous. But the real version of this house was originally on 250 acres. Construction began in 1803, but Dyckman never saw it completed. He died in 1806, his wife and kid were able to move in a few years later.

The federal-style house, with its delicate front facade family and large amounts of glass, stayed in the family until 1920. By 1955 it was scheduled to be demolished. One contractor bid $35 for the job, but it was ultimately moved 15 miles away. One of the co-founders of the Reader’s Digest helped save the place. New York’s governor Nelson Rockefeller said Boscobel was “one of the most beautiful homes ever built in America” when it re-opened in 1961.

Washington Irving lived in the real Sunnyside. The Headless Horseman and Rip Van Winkle characters helped make this place possible in Tarrytown.

In 1835, having lived most of his adult life as a guest in other people’s homes, decided to buy this place. Over the years he expanded on the building, so his “little cottage” took on Dutch Colonial Revival, Scottish Gothic, Tudor Revival and Spanish monastic influences. With the exception of five years when he was ambassador to Spain, Irving lived there for a quarter of a century.

This one models Wave Hill House, home to William Lewis Morris. He was a lawyer, his father was the chief justice of the New York Supreme Court. A host of other notable people lived there. Theodore Roosevelt’s family rented Wave Hill; Mark Twain did, too, at the start of the 20th century.

A later resident was palentologist Bashford Dean, who lived there with his wife, Mary Alice Dyckman, herself a descendant of States Dyckman, above. Since 1960, Wave Hill has belonged to the City of New York. It was added to the roster of the National Register of Historic Places in 1983. Tens of thousands of people visit it annually. Most of them were at this train show, it seemed like.

The New York Public Library, originating from the basic design of library director John Shaw Billings. The reading room? It tops seven floors of stacks. Overall, it made for the largest marble structure ever attempted in the United States.

The cornerstone was laid in 1902. The columns were in place by 1902. Five years of work on the inside began in 1906. Some 75 miles worth of shelves were installed in 1910, and more than a million books were on hand when the place opened in 1911. President William Taft opened the library and an estimated 50,000 people came through the doors on opening day.

Who wants to drive over a Manhattan Bridge made of sticks?

Nearby, as in real life, is the Brooklyn Bridge’s representation. So we’re walking in the East River, I guess.

And a closer look at the Brooklyn Bridge’s iconic stone towers, here made of bark, and other ingredients.

Some years back I read David McCullough’s The Great Bridge about the building of this incredible bridge. It was the first fixed crossing of the East River and the longest suspension bridge in the world at the time of its opening. Truly a marvel of its day, and still today.

The model is something impressive, too. And there are G-scale trains running along up there, too.

The Central Park Dairy, built in 1870, this was the place where kids could get snacks and milk — which was then hard to find in New York.

Today it is an information center for Central Park, and, of course, a gift shop.

Finally, the Trans World Airlines Flight Center, circa 1962, if there was ever a look of the Jet Age, this was it.

Meant to combine the function of a jet terminal with the aesthetics showing the drama of flight, there aren’t many more mid-20th century buildings than this. Also, it became a hotel, fell into disuse, and then became a terminal for other airlines. So, yeah, the story of the second half of the 20th century, too. If you’ve ever wondered about the architectural style, Wikipedia lists it as futurist, neo-futurist and Googie.

Imagine if they’d used a leaf motif in the actual building.

That wraps up the third installment. (Part one is here. Part two is here.) Three posts and 30 photos down, 10 more photos to go.


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Dec 22

Holiday Train Show at the New York Botanical Garden, part two

We visited the holiday train show, which is something we’ve been invited to by family friends for years. Finally, the timing worked out. The trains — all 25 of them cruising around on a half-mile of of track — were … fine. What they are weaving around — almost 200 scaled down buildings made of bark, leaves, and other materials — is the real attraction. I took a lot of photos of the miniaturized parts of the city. Here are some of them. (Part one is here.)

This is the Terminal Warehouse. See that arch on the bottom? That was the key to the whole operation. You could drive a train into that arch, into the center of the building, for loading and off-loading freight. The Hudson River was nearby, and the area around the warehouse was a bustling center of shipping.

Hundreds of people were killed around the site over the years. In the 80s and 90s it was a popular night club, until the surrounding neighbor started to blight. In the last two decades, the building has been home to food and beverage retailers.

Here’s New York’s City Hall. Built in 1812, Wikipedia tells me this building is the nation’s oldest city hall in the still containing its original governmental functions and is one of the largest government buildings in the world. Even then, 13 agencies answering to the mayor’s office are located elsewhere.

City Hall is listed as a National Historic Landmark and on the National Register of Historic Places.

The cornerstone was laid in 1803, but the project faced delays over complaints about extravagance. The plans were reduced, and browstone was used in the back to lower costs. In the 1950s, the brownstone and original Massachusetts marble was replaced by Alabama limestone.

You’re welcome.

The Washington Arch is a marble memorial arch in Greenwich Village. It marks the 100th anniversary of George Washington’s 1789 inauguration as president.

The real one exists because, in 1889, a large plaster and wood memorial arch was installed by a local business man. It was a hit, and so a new fundraising effort went to work. Three years later, the permanent stone arch was erected.

This is the Park Avenue Armory, built in 1881.

Another name for the building is the Seventh Regiment Armory. The building is known for detailed interior rooms, which seems like a given considering the exterior. This is a big venue, and is today a non-profit powered alternative arts space. Also inside is a small detachment of the New York Army National Guard, two different veterans groups and a local mental health shelter.

Right about here, in the sprawling tour, I had to catch my wording. These, of course, aren’t the actual buildings. That is a big model, but you could probably only fit a few of those things inside it. Of course.

Here is (a naturalist model of) William K. Vanderbilt’s mansion. This was built between 1878 and 1882 on Fifth Avenue. Across the street was William H. Vanderbilt’s much larger mansion. (William H. was the son of the tycoon. William K. was his grandson.)

The French Renaissance-style was razed in 1927. There’s an office building there today.

Here’s a beautiful representation of Saint Bartholomew’s Church, in Manhattan. They hoisted this third version of the church into the air between 1916 through 1919. The land was sold to them by William H. Vanerbilt. Next spring they’ll mark the 100th anniversary of the church’s consecration.

If you like organs, this page has a great breakdown of what’s inside the church.

Speaking of icons, left to right you can see the General Electric Building (1930), the Met Life Insurance Tower (1909), One World Trade Center (2013) and the Woolworth Building (1912).

It was right here where I said, “Ya know, they should lay all of this out as a full scale model of the city.” Our family friend, who was born in New York City, laughed and launched into a discussion about all of the accidental things that are built, somewhat haphazardly, in the city. It was a colorful lecture.

Here’s the Chrysler Building (1930), a little sliver of the Flatiron Building (1903), the Plaza Hotel (1907) and the beautiful St. Patrick’s Cathedral (1879).

I’ve had the good fortune to see St. Patrick’s from several perspectives.

This is the Hurst-Pierrepont Estate. The real one is up the Hudson River.

The two-story brick Gothic villa was built in 1867 and was listed on the National Register of Historic Places in 1982. It went on the market for $5 million in 2019. It was still for sale last year.

An hour-and-a-half up the Hudson, you’ll find the town of Newburgh, which was where Highland Gardens was located. It was built in the 1830s by an untrained, 20-something architect, Andrew Jackson Downing. This, then, is a model of his own home. He was also a landscape designer and a horticulturist, so the botanical gardens is a good place for this miniature.

And this is a good place to stop this installment. (Part one is here.) Two posts and 21 photos down, 20 more photos to go.


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Dec 22

Holiday Train Show at the New York Botanical Garden, part one

We visited the holiday train show, which is something we’ve been invited to by family friends for years. Finally, the timing worked out. The trains were … fine, I guess. Sure, there’s 25 trains and trolleys rolling along over a half-mile of track, but what they are weaving around — almost 200 scaled down buildings made of bark, leaves, and other materials — is the real attraction. I took a lot of photos of the miniaturized parts of the city. Here are some of them.

The Elephantine Colossus was a Coney Island tourist attraction. The seven-story structure opened in 1885, and burned down in 1896. In between, it was a concert hall and amusement bazaar.

Its legs were 18 feet in diameter. The entrance was in a back leg. The front legs held a cigar store. Apparently, for a time, it was the first artificial structure that immigrants saw when they arrived to the United States.

This is a representation of the Coney Island Light, still on the west end of Coney Island. This one has been in place and helping sailors since 1920. While the real one is still, this one is made of sticks and bamboo and resin. For more than 40 years the lighthouse was manned by Frank Schubert, the last civilian lighthouse keeper in the United States. He spent his whole life working for the Coast Guard, including his last 14 years, after the lighthouse was automated (as all of them are these days). Schubert was America’s last civilian light keeper. He died at 88, in 2003, and is credited with saving 15 lives.

Earlier this year I read Brilliant Beacons: A History of the American Lighthouse and I commend that book to you if you are mildly interested in lighthouses.

The Wonder Wheel is a 150-foot-tall attraction on Coney Island — not all of these are on Coney. It was built in 1920 named an official New York City landmark in 1989. And the ride is still an active fixture.

I’ve never had a desire to visit Coney Island. (For sure, I’m probably missing out.) But now I want to go. I want to ride a century-old ferris wheel.

Presumably this was the first sign, or one of the early ones. Not having something like this is a crying shame.

Here’s the small version of Grand Central Station. The real one covers 48 acres, has 44 platforms, all below ground, serving 67 tracks.

I wonder what’s below this one.

When Grand Central Depot opened in 1871, 42nd Street was remote, undeveloped and north of much of the city, but not for long. Within two decades this was in the middle of everything. In a dozen more years, this terminal was seeing passengers. For some reason, 21.6 million people visited it in 2018. Wikipedia says that excludes actual passengers.

Hey! Look! Another lighthouse!

This is one of the largest buildings in the show. This version of the historic, and much-lamented, Penn Station, occupies 20 square feet.

The actual building, built in 1910 filled up two city blocks, or about 80 acres. Train travel declined after World War 2 and the station was demolished in 1964. It took decades for people to really decide that might have been a mistake. So when someone says the 60s were great, here’s one more data point to the contrary. What remains of the old Penn Station is now beneath Madison Square Garden.

Since this is a train show … here’s one pulling into Penn Station now.

And here’s another, departing. Just have a look at those columns on the building’s exterior. Remember, these models are built out of natural materials. Someone made dowels and sanded those.

This is Kykuit, home to four generations of the Rockefeller family, starting with John Rockefeller, founder of Standard Oil.

This is in Mount Pleasant, New York, on the Hudson Valley. You can tour the actual estate, which is a six-story house and, judging by the photos online, is much more attraction than this particular model, impressive though it is.

Kykuit is a historic site of the National Trust for Historic Preservation. The model makers thought enough of it to display an unfinished version, a small version of a huge mansion in progress. And now some details: the facade is pine bark, the balconies are built from a black cherry stump’s fungus, and the railings are eucaluptus stems. The front door is made from lotus pod, pin oak acorn caps, sticks and hemp rope. Those are magnolia leaves making up the roof. The sculptures and cherubs are made from, among other things, pistachio shells, juniper berries, sea grass, cocoa nuts and mahogany. The eagle on top? A white pine cone on a bur oak acorn cap.

And now you’re beginning to understand the attention-to-detail involved in these models, but we’re only beginning to see all of the displays. I have 30 more photos to go!


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Dec 22

We are now in Connecticut

To recap: We woke up on Tuesday of last week in Alabama. Wednesday we woke up in Indiana. Thursday, it was Pennsylvania. Saturday we woke up in New Jersey. On Christmas day, we finally woke up in Connecticut, which is where we are spending a few days.

But before all of that … we stopped at the beach. This is Point Pleasant, New Jersey.

And here are a few shots from the shore, before my ears started hurting. This is the beach The Yankee played on with her god-sisters as a child.

It was a beautiful Christmas Eve morning …

But, seriously, the wind made my ears hurt. How often does that happen?

It seems my light jacket wasn’t enough. Go figure.

Also, one wave sneaked up on me. You know how they do, that one ambitious wave works its way farther up the beach than the rest and you have three steps in the water — the cold, cold, water — before you can escape its reach.

It was no warmer in New York, of course. This was one of the views on I-287.

And here’s an almost accidental shot on the Cuomo Bridge. It turns out I really like the cool austerity of the composition.

And then we finally hit the Merritt, and Connecticut. This was Saturday afternoon.

Later that night we went to Christmas Eve services at my in-laws’ church. Before that, there was a mini-concert featuring Ukrainian flautist, Denis Savelyev. He’s won the New York Flute Club Competition, has been named the rising star at the Galway Flute Festival and the 2019 young artist at the National Flute Association here in the U.S. I am assured these are big deals. He is presently doing graduate work at John Hopkins University but, to me, he’s the guy who made the flute solo cool. He also played this.

Christmas morning — our fifth state, fifth bed, in six days — my lovely bride, her parents and I opened presents. It was a pleasant, low key day. Called my mother and called my grandfather. We had a delicious prime rib for dinner. We set up my father-in-law’s gift. He’s very pleased. We’ll finish setting up my mother-in-law’s tomorrow.

And that gets us through the weekend. But now I have to write the post about today.


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Dec 22

Early holidays

We are enjoying an early Christmas in Alabama, where the sky is blue …

… and the present of choice is quality time. After church yesterday, we had an afternoon with family. Lunch, presents, dominos. The food was good, the presents were simple and The Yankee and I got crushed at dominos by my mother and grandfather.

I think he’s a ringer.

And, oh, how they delight in beating us. We play this game every visit, now, and I think we’ve won one game, perhaps two. Definitely no more than that.

My grandfather and I got matching novelty ties from my mother.

This glittery, oversized, ridiculous tie-shaped material is on a loop of elastic, is in no way a tie and, given how often you’d have occasion to wear such a thing, ought to last me eight or nine years.

Also, the rare food photo. Saturday she made a chicken pot pie. It had an expression, right until I stabbed it in the eye.

Ran a few errands today. Bank, post office, another bank. There are always banks. The Yankee and I went for a run at the nearby high school. Well, she ran. There’s a track around their practice football field and someone left a football on the field, so I just worked on my punts. Ya know, in case it ever comes up that someone needs an emergency punter and they somehow lose the phone number of every punter in the world.

The good news is that I can still punt my age in yardage — but only just! — the bad news is that you may as well be kicking field goals for all the good I’d do you. Also, I was doing this in running shoes, rather than cleats. So add on a few yards, and let’s all pretend I’m still young. I am still young.

Anyway, everyone is well here. We’re having a lovely time and I’ve only had to climb up a ladder three times and do just a few light chores to help out. I always suggest the making of a list, let me know if I should bring some work clothes or some special tool or whatever, but I got off easy this time.

It really is Christmas! (And the real gift is quality time.)

We have to leave tomorrow, as our travels continue, and the weather is coming in. Our time to visit is short, but our visit is wonderful.

I hope the most appropriate part of that sentence for your holidays applies as necessary.