Shadow (dariaphoebe) wrote,

And when this stuff gets in; You cannot get it out

This weekend was the PRRT&HS annual meeting.

As the years have gone on I've gotten more out of these but I've also put more in. I swore last year we could do a slide show of model contest winners. I put something together on the fly after votes were tabulated, and in fact the crowd and the society's leadership really liked it. My laptop then switched to a screensaver showing industrial photos from the Pitt Digital Library and that awed some people, during the raffle. And the evening's program was Al Martin, the head of the Restoration Shop at the Railroad Museum of PA, and an employee of the PA Historical and Museum Commission, talking about why you might not want to restore an artifact, and while his talk was scoped to railroad stuff, the principals apply to any museum which preserves historical items which must be maintained over time. This was a conversation I've had many times with my author friend Fred Schneider, who preaches this gospel because or in spite of his various museum involvements. I got to run the slides for his show, but my hand started to fall asleep near the end and I flipped wildly once or twice. Oops.

Anyway, Sunday I biked from the hotel down to and along the river on the Wormleysburg side, over the Market St Bridge to City Island, then up to and over the Walnut St Bridge to Harrisburg, and that was a nice ride. As there was a tour available at HARRIS Tower I biked first to the railroad station, then to the tower, finally getting to see what a Model 14 interlocking machine looks like when it's not in pieces. A trip to Bethlehem for more cranberry lambic, and then back home to make mushroom crepes, cheesecake and get back to work. And so it goes.

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