| Posted by nostra-YOUPPI! |
2/5/2007 6:31 PM | remove |
the big square building right near rose de lima in this pic on st jacques was the old simpsons warehouse, now archivex
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| Posted by mewthree |
10/26/2007 4:35 PM | remove |
this was GTR i believe.
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| Posted by nel58 |
10/26/2007 7:34 PM | remove |
And the fire station at Place St-Henri...when it was a "real" Place ! Look at that huge church,the convent and seminary that were destroyed to be replaced by the polyvalente St-Henri...a shame !
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| Posted by nostra-YOUPPI! |
10/29/2007 1:29 PM | remove |
yes mew it was gtr, when the gtr went bankrupt the canadian govnt took over all thier operations
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| Posted by nostra-YOUPPI! |
10/29/2007 1:29 PM | remove |
these were the feeder tracks for bonaventure station
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| Posted by mewthree |
10/29/2007 4:47 PM | remove |
yes, I was looking at that the other day on this cool map. Also, cool boat in the canal.
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| Posted by nostra-YOUPPI! |
10/29/2007 5:14 PM | remove |
just for scale, the old canal ships just barely fit into the locks, when the seaway was built they went through the seaway locks 4 at a time
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| Posted by Charlie_Dunver |
10/30/2007 10:35 PM | remove |
It always reminds me of this really nice passage in The Tin Flute.- Sends shivers up my spine.
"The house where Jean had found his little furnished room was just in front of the swing-bridge of St. Augustin street. It could watch the passage of flatboats, tankers that stank of oil or gasoline, wood barges, colliers, all of them giving a triple blast with their foghorns just before its door: their demand to be let out from the narrows of the towns into the wide, rough waters of the Great Lakes.
But the house was not only on the path of the frieghters. It was also near the railway, at the crossroads of the eastern and western lines and the maritime routes of the great city. It was on the pathways of the oceans, the Great Lakes, and the prairies.
To its left were shing rails. Directly in front of it shone red and green signals. In the night, coal and dust and soot flew around it, amid a cavalcade of wheels, the frenzied gallop of puffing steam, the long wailing of whistles, the short, chopped blast from the chimneys of the flatboats; among these sounds tripped the shrill, broken ringing of the alarm and, prolonged beyond this clamour, the slow purring of a ship’s screw. Often, when he awoke at night with all these sounds about him, Jean imagined he was on a voyage, sometimes on a freighter, sometimes on a Pullman car. He would close his eyes and go to sleep with the agreeable impression that he was escaping, constantly escaping.”
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| Posted by Emperor Wang |
11/1/2007 5:05 AM | remove |
There's a Rue Lacasse by the tracks east of de Courcelle. Could be just a happy coincidence, but I like to think it's named after Florentine.
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| Posted by Charlie_Dunver |
11/2/2007 5:12 AM | remove |
nice!
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| Posted by Emperor Wang |
11/2/2007 2:13 PM | remove |
Except it isn't. The book's from 1947 and last night I saw rue Lacasse on a map from 1930. Oh well.
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