Gents,
Simply put, I'm beginning to feel like the Cat Lady. Every town has one ... that crazy old lady who lives in the ratty house with the overgrown bushes, the lady who takes in all of the neighborhood stray cats ... the mangled ones, the one-eyed ones, the chewed-off tail ones. She's got about 100 of the creatures living all throughout her house. She leaves opened cans of tuna fish and cat food everywhere, and the entire house, yard, and neighborhood block stink with that strange smell. People don't really talk to the Cat Lady ... they're afraid to go into the house ... but they all know she's in there, feeding cats, stepping in their poop, and letting those feline creatures rule the roost.
Well ... it's happened ... I have become the Cat Lady.
Not actually with cats, mind you, but rather with old Lionel 1681 / 1681E locos. 1934/35 vintage. Somehow, more and more of these things keep showing up at my doorstep. Reluctantly, I keep taking them in (who else will?), and then they keep following me around my house, wherever I go. They're needy. And whiny. And they leave little bits of rust, chipped-off paint, and globs of grease all over the place. I try to ignore them, but they're persistent little pests. "Clean me!" "Fix me!" "Paint me!" Whine, whine, whine.
Well, I tried to be extra-special nice to the first two or three that showed up. I spent quite a bit of time nursing them back to health, and getting them looking quite presentable. Pretty, actually. The back-alley tomcat looks were all gone. But don't let their looks deceive you ... in their hearts, they were still alley cats. And at night, they meowed and moaned to all of their alley cat friends. "Hey ... head over here! This place is great! TJ will take you in, give you a warm place to rest, and clean you up!"
And like having a cat in heat, all of the other alley cats came charging my way. And now, I'm embarrased to go out. Embarrased to socialize. It's just me and my dirty, stinky, oily 1681's. I am the crazy Cat Lady.
My latest "adopted" 1681E is part of a 1055E freight set that was recently seen lurking on eBay. I tried to ignore it. I tried to resist the dreaded temptation. I took my medication and prayed that the demons would go away.
But, nooo ....
Stupid me sent the seller a note, telling him that I had taken in a few other 1681's. The seller turned out to be Larry / Georgieboytraveler2, who's now a new member here on the forum. We chatted a bit, I told him my sad story. He really didn't want to take care of the 1681E and its 1055E-set friends himself, and asked if I might want to take them in. Clean them. Fix them. Give them a warm home, and all that. And ...
I'm the Cat Lady ... how could I refuse?
And so, please allow me to introduce you to my latest adopted orphans ... 1681E loco (#4 for me) and his 1055E freight set friends.
Please send help ... and tuna fish ...
TJ
Simply put, I'm beginning to feel like the Cat Lady. Every town has one ... that crazy old lady who lives in the ratty house with the overgrown bushes, the lady who takes in all of the neighborhood stray cats ... the mangled ones, the one-eyed ones, the chewed-off tail ones. She's got about 100 of the creatures living all throughout her house. She leaves opened cans of tuna fish and cat food everywhere, and the entire house, yard, and neighborhood block stink with that strange smell. People don't really talk to the Cat Lady ... they're afraid to go into the house ... but they all know she's in there, feeding cats, stepping in their poop, and letting those feline creatures rule the roost.
Well ... it's happened ... I have become the Cat Lady.
Not actually with cats, mind you, but rather with old Lionel 1681 / 1681E locos. 1934/35 vintage. Somehow, more and more of these things keep showing up at my doorstep. Reluctantly, I keep taking them in (who else will?), and then they keep following me around my house, wherever I go. They're needy. And whiny. And they leave little bits of rust, chipped-off paint, and globs of grease all over the place. I try to ignore them, but they're persistent little pests. "Clean me!" "Fix me!" "Paint me!" Whine, whine, whine.
Well, I tried to be extra-special nice to the first two or three that showed up. I spent quite a bit of time nursing them back to health, and getting them looking quite presentable. Pretty, actually. The back-alley tomcat looks were all gone. But don't let their looks deceive you ... in their hearts, they were still alley cats. And at night, they meowed and moaned to all of their alley cat friends. "Hey ... head over here! This place is great! TJ will take you in, give you a warm place to rest, and clean you up!"
And like having a cat in heat, all of the other alley cats came charging my way. And now, I'm embarrased to go out. Embarrased to socialize. It's just me and my dirty, stinky, oily 1681's. I am the crazy Cat Lady.
My latest "adopted" 1681E is part of a 1055E freight set that was recently seen lurking on eBay. I tried to ignore it. I tried to resist the dreaded temptation. I took my medication and prayed that the demons would go away.
But, nooo ....
Stupid me sent the seller a note, telling him that I had taken in a few other 1681's. The seller turned out to be Larry / Georgieboytraveler2, who's now a new member here on the forum. We chatted a bit, I told him my sad story. He really didn't want to take care of the 1681E and its 1055E-set friends himself, and asked if I might want to take them in. Clean them. Fix them. Give them a warm home, and all that. And ...
I'm the Cat Lady ... how could I refuse?
And so, please allow me to introduce you to my latest adopted orphans ... 1681E loco (#4 for me) and his 1055E freight set friends.
Please send help ... and tuna fish ...
TJ