{"id":4626,"date":"2020-02-08T11:10:27","date_gmt":"2020-02-08T16:10:27","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/alanskeoch.ca\/?p=4626"},"modified":"2020-02-08T11:19:09","modified_gmt":"2020-02-08T16:19:09","slug":"creemore-trip-glorous-day-but-sad-at-same-time","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/alanskeoch.ca\/?p=4626","title":{"rendered":"Creemore Trip…Glorous Day But Sad at Same Time"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\u201cBeautiful  winter day, let\u2019s take a drive to Creemore.\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cSure thing\u2026any point to the ride other than  scenery?\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cWe could  stop for a moment at the Creemore Springs Brewery\u2026maybe have lunch.\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cThought as much.\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cMain reason is the joy of the open land in winter\u2026fields will be icy  white.”<\/div>\n

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\u201cEvery time we do this\u2026take a ride on country roads\u2026I see some changes that are unpleasant.”<\/h2>\n

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\u201cReminds me of that sad song by Arlo Guthrie describing the last ride on a train<\/div>\n
through the heartland of America.   I think the train route was about to be cancelled.<\/div>\n


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Arlo Guthrie<\/a> \u2013 The City Of New Orleans Lyrics<\/h2>\n
from album: Hobo’s Lullaby<\/a> (1972) <\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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www.lyricsfreak.com\/static\/images\/txtstripes_large.gif<\/a>); font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: 30px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; min-height: 598px; position: relative;”>Riding on the City Of New Orleans<\/span>
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail<\/span>
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders<\/span>
Three Conductors; twenty-five sacks of mail<\/span>
All along the southbound odyssey – the train pulls out of Kankakee<\/span>
And rolls along past houses, farms, and fields<\/span>
Passing trains that have no name, and freight yards full of old black men<\/span>
And the graveyards of the rusted automobile<\/span>
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Good morning, America, how are you?<\/span>
Say, don’t you know me? I’m your native son<\/span>
I’m the train they call the City Of New Orleans<\/span>
I’ll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done<\/span>
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Dealing card games with the old man in the Club Car<\/span>
Penny a point – ain’t no one keeping score<\/span>
As the paper bag that holds the bottle<\/span>
Feel the wheels rumbling ‘neath the floor<\/span>
And the sons of Pullman Porters, and the sons of Engineers<\/span>
Ride their father’s magic carpets made of steel<\/span>
And, mothers with their babes asleep rocking to the gentle beat<\/span>
And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel<\/span>
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Good morning, America, how are you?<\/span>
Say, don’t you know me? I’m your native son<\/span>
I’m the train they call the City Of New Orleans<\/span>
I’ll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done<\/span>
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Night time on the City Of New Orleans<\/span>
Changing cars in Memphis Tennessee<\/span>
Halfway home – we’ll be there by morning<\/span>
Through the Mississippi darkness, rolling down to the sea<\/span>
But, all the towns and people seem to fade into a bad dream<\/span>
And the steel rail still ain’t heard the news<\/span>
The conductor sings his songs again – the passengers will please refrain<\/span>
This train got the disappearing railroad blues<\/span>
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Good night, America, how are ya?<\/span>
Said, don’t you know me? I’m your native son<\/span>
I’m the train they call the City Of New Orleans<\/span>
I’ll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done  <\/span>
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\u201cWhat does this bring to mind?\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cThe artwork of A.J. Casson, Group of Seven.\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cRight\u2026same sort of creamy colour and feels  like a building whose life was once rich and<\/div>\n
now faces an uncertain future.”<\/div>\n

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\u201cI read once that big barns like this soon collapse once the animals are gone.\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cTrue, I think.  The animals kept heat in the barns during winter time\u2026less freezing<\/div>\n
and movement of timbers.\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cProbably not true.  People just cannot maintain these barns.  Once the roof starts to get holes\u2026water creep in and<\/div>\n
then rot and before long things seem  to come  apart.\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cField stone foundations crack and never get retouched\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cNot much can be done.  Expensive to repair.\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cImpossible to repair unless money comes from some source other than  farming.\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cSoon there is  just a house \u2026 a lonely house.   A farm needs a  barn to make sense.”<\/div>\n

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\u201cHere is the future for many farms\u2026earth moving machines ready to level the land for urban housing.”<\/div>\n

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\u201cNot all is lost.\u201d<\/div>\n

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\u201cThis fellow seems to collect derelict farm machines\u2026dozens of them.\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cMust sell them.\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cNot often.  They all seem to be here each time we pass by.\u201d<\/div>\n

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\u201cThis was once a thriving farm.   Then the barn began to sag\u2026show signs of disuse.  Then it collapsed.\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cLooks like the house will soon be gone as well.\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cAbsentee  land owners\u2026maybe\u2026buying up real estate.”<\/div>\n

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\u201cCreemore coming soon.\u201d<\/div>\n

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\u201cNo customers today?\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cToo cold.\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cMy, those are nice samples.\u201d<\/div>\n

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\u201cPictures are not always what they seem.\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201chere you hold the  sample , while I  get this picture.”<\/div>\n

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RURAL ONTARIO :  STRESS APPARENT alan skeoch Feb. 2020 \u201cBeautiful  winter day, let\u2019s take a drive to Creemore.\u201d \u201cSure thing\u2026any point to the ride other than  scenery?\u201d \u201cWe could  stop for a moment at the Creemore Springs Brewery\u2026maybe have lunch.\u201d \u201cThought as much.\u201d \u201cMain reason is the joy of the open land in winter\u2026fields will […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4626","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/alanskeoch.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4626","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/alanskeoch.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/alanskeoch.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alanskeoch.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alanskeoch.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4626"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/alanskeoch.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4626\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/alanskeoch.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4626"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alanskeoch.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4626"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alanskeoch.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4626"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}