Small Town Monday

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Local power sets and cabooses rest outside of the Biwabik enginehouse during early to mid 1970s. Biwabik was a major terminal for both the D&IR and DM&N, originating and terminating many natural ore trains. By the time the photo was taken, the yard was down to a few jobs. The caboose and the 126 are probably off the Biwabik Local that serviced local industries and the remaining few local red ore operations. The 167 (plus one) is most likely more power for local red ore trains or possibly an Ely train that ran out of Biwabik for a while. The engines and cabooses received minor servicing in Biwabik.

Times have changed in small-town Biwabik

By Robert J. Mickelson Jr.

I grew up in a great little town. It was called Biwabik. It was during a time when everyone treated each other like family. We trusted each other. I remember in those days we left our keys in the car and left the front doors unlocked. Police were our neighbors and friends.

When we went to our friend’s house, we would just run inside the house. We greeted the adults with, Good morning, Mr. or Mrs. Whoever-it-Was. I still do that, even when they say to call them by their first name. Sorry, cannot do it.

We went outside to play, we got dirty, and we ate whatever Mom cooked. We ate sandwiches, penny candy, pickles and snow cones.

We played “Simon Says,” “Mother May I,” “Red Light, Green Light,” “Hide and Go Seek,” basketball, football, and softball. We raced against each other in the street, played jacks, hopscotch, “Kick the Can,” and “Flashlight Tag.”

Our parents did not have to be concerned if we were late. We were just at our cousin’s house or someplace else they knew.

@ THE DULUTH NEWS TRIBUNE

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In the description of the photo above I was the one that did the servicing of the locos and cabooses nightly, Toot! Toot!

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8 Responses to Small Town Monday

  1. Den says:

    A slice of the past to show how far down we have come, now striving to make the Earth a more violent place with every mass shooting, and undeclared war it is quite apparent that peace has left the building.

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  2. Den says:

    Julian Assange on choosing between Donald J. Trump and Hillary Clinton: “Do I prefer cholera or gonorrhea? Personally, I would prefer neither.”

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  3. David B. Benson says:

    TVD return in 43 minutes. A few small birds. The construct in the microwave transmission tower isn’t a bald eagle. On the way back the hawk was perched in his favorite tree so the magpies were elsewhere. The two young rabbits headed into the bunchgrass as I came past.

    Day 2: 42+43=85 minutes.

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  4. Den says:

    Things are stirring in the mill that might send Trump to jail, The Logan Act being primary.

    The Logan Act (1 Stat. 613, 18 U.S.C. § 953, enacted January 30, 1799 ) is a United States federal law that forbids unauthorized citizens from negotiating with foreign governments having a dispute with the U.S. It was intended to prevent the undermining of the government’s position.

    Trumputinstan II, stay tuned.

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    • º¿carol says:

      I’m going to the show tomorrow morning with Pete. Last couple days of the new “Independence Day.” Bob not going.

      On the way home, hope to get Pete to stop at Meijer’s so I can do my grocery shopping and don’t have to come all the way back from home later in the day, AND stop at the Farm and Fleet for bird seed. Hope that all works out, will save me some traveling time. It’s 15 miles country roads from our house to Meijer’s in Mason, and 15 back.

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  5. º¿carol says:

    God, I hate seeing Trump’s face. Look at him in the gif. 😦

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