Train Wreck

by Renee Wallace Wilson November. 08, 2019 126 views

The best is yet to come. I am keeping a very positive attitude!

I am leaving shortly to set up for a juried show I'll be participating in this weekend. Should I pack a sandwich or rely upon the hot dog stand? I may be challenged to finish eating last week's baked chips which taste like cardboard. No need to worry about what my breath smells like. People will think it's just the packing that I brought my wares in.

Last week, I set up shop at the biggest model train show in the state. The head guy cautioned that people didn't buy "art" at a show like his, but encouraged me to hang tight. He was right. Sales were stale and it was a long weekend.

I met a lot of very nice people.

My interest in trains is a weird one - not a bad one. It has some sad parts of it, but such is life. My father was killed by a train when I was 14 years old.

I moved on with my life. I moved out west where I lived in Santa Monica/West Los Angeles for 45 years. That was my life! I moved back to Upstate NY to defy my mother by buying her house when she passed. Her ghost has raised havoc ever since. I live on Railroad Street.

When I went to school out west, I was told to team up with another student for the required photography assignments. There was a weird little guy who turned out to be one of my best friends in life. In fact, he drove me and the angry cat across country because nobody was going to let us get on to a plane with the cat's attitude. My friend is a train chaser. Needless to say, I couldn't get away from the subject and so I embraced train photography and train chasing with him. The biggest mistake I made with the subject was that time when I dated a conductor - no need to fill in the blanks.

Last weekend, the sales receipts on the train show were painful. On the first day, I think I made some money and spent twice at much on fun stuff. This second day, I made four damn dollars.

At the end of this last day, a man walks up to my booth with his elderly father. The old man said to me that he was my father's best friend.

No sooner did he leave my booth than a couple randomly came into the show. They were not rail fans. They were people looking to do something on a Sunday afternoon. I was telling them about the elderly man who had just left. It turned out that the husband was the friend of the son of the man who died with my father.

Is that a sign from "the other side?" I think the spirits are telling me to give up train photography and get back to landscapes and nature ...or.... maybe not. Let's see if anything stirs any interest this weekend!

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Antonio Gil 5 days, 7 hours ago

What an interesting story Renee. Love first one.

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Renee Wallace Wilson Replied to Antonio Gil 4 days, 8 hours ago

Thank you so much!

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Jerry Spierenburg 6 days ago

Unfortunately you didnt make much money, but it sounds like you came out a lot richer. smile

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Renee Wallace Wilson Replied to Jerry Spierenburg 5 days, 23 hours ago

Absolutely!  One issue, though - the hotdog was cold!

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Sherry Hill 6 days, 5 hours ago

Gosh I read so much into your words.. I love how random meetings aren't random at all.. I love how things are connected. 
So many interesting tidbits of your candid comments.. look forward to getting to know you better thru your photography and words..

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Renee Wallace Wilson Replied to Sherry Hill 6 days, 5 hours ago

Thank you!  I hope to get to know you better through yours, too.  BTW, I just bought the cats a heated bowl thanks to you telling me about them.

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Sherry Hill Replied to Renee Wallace Wilson 6 days, 5 hours ago

Thanks.. your stray kitty will love you.. I also got a heated cat house for mine.. now he likes the warmth of our bed better.. lol
Maybe my chickens could use it as warm nesting box.  Haha

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Renee Wallace Wilson Replied to Sherry Hill 5 days, 23 hours ago

I have boxes with insulation and straw. The skunk got in there the other night to eat cat food. His tail was hanging out and I whacked his back end (not hard) with my yard stick. (I pace myself with that one!)

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Sherry Hill Replied to Renee Wallace Wilson 5 days, 12 hours ago

omg that's funny, only because i deal with skunks regularly.. when my kitty was a stray, to deter the skunks, i put up a 3 foot board in the doorway of my screened in porch [left open for kitty].. the kitty could jump the board and skunks can't climb.. it worked..

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Renee Wallace Wilson Replied to Sherry Hill 5 days, 11 hours ago

i have to try that

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