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Here’s the scoop
Tuesday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Written from a wheel chair – So… last week, your humble narrator was locking down the house in preparation of going to bed. Our Lady, and Moe the Dog, had already retreated from consciousness but I’m a night owl and had been watching some meaningless television show before surrendering to biology. Little did I know that my particular biological function would soon become quite the topic of conversation moving forward.
While watching said televisual presentation, I realized that I had left my phone on the office desk found downstairs. Cursing, as I had already locked the door leading down to ‘the engine room,’ your humble narrator stepped onto one of two short flights of steps leading downstairs, separated by a landing.
My left foot lowered onto the second to last of the lower steps, which ended up being a pretty important moment, lifestyle wise.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
My ankle rolled, and then I went tumbling forward in space. For a split second, I saw the top of my knee and the sole of my foot at the same time, as I pitched forward. I fell into a roll, at which point I saw my left foot turned opposite the direction it was pointing at just a second or two previously, and a loud cracking/popping sound was heard.
I landed on my side, rolling with the momentum. A loud ‘gahhh’ sound erupted from your humble narrator, and pain blossomed. Now, I’ve been hurt a lot over the years, and even had a heart attack once.
Nothing in my experience, however, has been as painful as – or compares – to this moment.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Instantly, shock set in. Perspiration coated the skin, my breathing assumed a quick and staccato rythym, and I reached down to grasp at my left ankle and foot. Upon doing so, the foot made a grinding/clicking sound. Agony ensued, and I sat there for a moment holding my ankle – which was also making a similar but separate grinding and clicking sound. That’s when I noticed that the ankle bone, which has historically occupied the interior side of my calf, was bulging out from the front of the shin.
It took about two or three minutes to gather myself and soon I was shouting upstairs at Our Lady for help. She arrived quickly, and upon assessing my appearance asked if we needed to call 911. My answer was yes, and after placing the call so she gathered up some personal items I’d need for a trip to an emergency department at some nearby hospital. Wallet, etc.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
An ambulance arrived, and then two EMS medics entered the house. They instantly assessed my situation as serious and stoutly carried me onto a stretcher, and into their Ambulance. On the way, a hypodermic of Morphine was injected into my arm, and a field dressing splint installed onto my ankle. My foot hung loosely during this, in the manner of a sock filled with a ham sandwich, and the splint ameliorated the painful side to side shaking of the thing as the Ambulance sped to the hospital.
We arrived at the hospital, and I was transferred via back board to a hospital bed within. I was soon in a ‘room’ in the Emergency ward, and an X-Ray technician appeared with a portable examination unit. Things get hazy around here, due to all the medical grade drugs in me.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
A diagnosis was soon pronounced, and the injury was described as being a Trimalleolar fracture with dislocation. The ankle bones which protrude into the skin on both sides of the joint were now free floating, and a third bone in the foot was also fractured. The foot itself was dislocated from the joining with the leg bones of the calf. Surgery would provide the only fix, but that wouldn’t happen until the next day.
This is when they switched me off of Morphine and over to medical Fentanyl to control the pain. Before this journey through the operating room and back to HQ would be completed – Dilaudid, Ketamine, and eventually OxyContin were added to my list of drugs I’ve taken but never wanted to experience.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Surgery took around three hours, I’m told, but it’s all a haze. Recovery will take – at a minimum – six months, but it could stretch out as long as two years depending on circumstances. Obviously, I won’t be taking any walks – short or long – for a long time. What about this here Newtown Pentacle, then?
My plan for the interim is to link back into the extensive archives of past posts published here. The conceit I’m planning in terms of choosing these posts will be calendrical in nature. Three past posts chosen from a given day/month which match up with whatever the new post’s publication date is.
Thereby you’ll be seeing a lot of Newtown Creek, Queens, and NY Harbor stuff here again. I’m going to try and maintain my regular publishing schedule this way while I get back onto my foot, and I hope y’all will stay with me through this trial – something which I have no choice but to endure. I’ll try for five days a week, but cannot make any promises at the moment.
Back tomorrow – hopefully.
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Three Potato
Thursday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Mentioned several times this week, a humble narrator found himself taking a birthday walk here in Pittsburgh, and there was a regular cavalcade of CSX trains witnessed for the whole way. I was listening to a short playlist of songs, which I refer to as ‘my theme music,’ which includes a song about Superman by the 1990’s group ‘Crash Test Dummies.’
The eventual destination for the walk was the now familiar Sly Fox Brewery in the South Side Flats area, along the Monongahela River, where libation and good company was found.
This was my 20,820th day on the planet. That’s 499,680 hours, by the way. I still get pretty good mileage despite being so close to a half million hours in, although the frame has become a bit warped, and I could definitely use a new set of brakes.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I’ve been contemplating the whole Superman is ‘more powerful than a locomotive’ thing of late. CSX #7269, up there above is – for instance – a rebuilt GE AC4400CWM model locomotive. It weighs 426,000 pounds and produces 4,400 HP of traction. That means Superman has to be capable of exerting at least 5,000 HP worth of counter force through his hands if he’s going to overpower it. Figure in momentum, and Supes would need to muster maybe two to three times that amount of force to bring it to a stop.
Now as to what ‘horse power’ means, it’s complicated. Also complicated is how Superman might stop a train without causing a derailment to ripple through all the coupled carriages behind the engine.
Suffice to say that Superman is surprisingly capable, and that the laws of physics don’t entirely apply to him. Strange visitor from another planet, indeed.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Just a week or so before my half millionth hour on the planet, this is what I was getting up to. To be fair, I’ve had worse Birthdays.
Me? I barely manifest any horse power at all. A strong breeze is enough to push me backwards, and I was recently knocked onto my butt after colliding with a housefly back at HQ.
To be fair, that was some fly I ran into. Wonder if it might have been Kryptonian? Does a fly perceive us as meat locomotives, or just as strange visitors from the same planet? What do you say, lords and ladies?6
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Two Potato
Wednesday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
After CSX #148 hurtled past my lens, which is pictured above and was described yesterday, the CSX Subdivision’s signal lights indicated that the transportation company wasn’t quite done with showing off on this particular afternoon. Well… it was a humble narrator’s birthday, after all.
It was also the anniversary of the Pittsburgh incident of 1968, a fictional account of which was packaged up by local film makers for national distribution. Coincidentally, I share a Birthday with the original Kosciuszko Bridge, over Newtown Creek back in NYC. Like me, that bridge has left the city and the creek.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
You don’t normally see two trains facing in the same direction hereabouts, so that drew my attention when they appeared. The tracks to the right are generally hosting traffic heading west or ‘away.’ The train on that side was static, whereas the second train was soon hurtling forward on the left side track. Fun!
If you click through to the larger incarnations of the photo, hosted at Flickr, you’ll notice a great deal of heat distortion captured in the image. It was in the high 80’s, but luckily it was only a bit humid at this particular moment. If you don’t like the weather in Pittsburgh, just wait an hour and it’ll change into something different.
Ya got yaself whatch youse might call’s one a dem ‘volatile atmospheres’ here, sparky. What you gonna do?
– photo by Mitch Waxman
CSX #7006 broke out of formation on the left hand track and started pulsing its way towards your humble narrator. I’m told it’s a Rebuilt GE CM44AC model locomotive that’s been hurtling around North America since 1996, and is one of 593 such locomotives operated by the company.
As a note: I’m still fairly bewildered by all of this train stuff. The specificity, the overlapping ownerships, the nitty gritty of model types and years of – it’s all so very confusing.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
While the train was advancing, your humble narrator kept on moving from one patch of shadow to another hoping for an angle of view advantage. The trail is graded to rail standard and is thereby easy walking, but it has a very slight rise in altitude when you’re standing ‘here’ vs. ‘there.’ Splitting hairs, really.
There was also a tree line to contend with, one which occluded the Fort Pitt Bridge above and the Pittsburgh skyline behind it. I finally settled on this spot as the train neared.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The second train on the right hand track was still static after #7006 passed by, pulling what looked like a collection of automotive carrier cars and random cargo or tanker cars. Scuttling soon resumed, but every few minutes a point was made of checking over my shoulder to see if anything was happening with that other train.
That second train was being held in place by signal lights, luckily they’re ones which you can plainly read from the neighboring trail.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
While walking along, I noticed a towboat on the Monongahela River heading towards the Ohio River. See – the photo above proves it.
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One Potato
Tuesday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
A birthday scuttle was underway, and your humble narrator was hoping to see a few locomotives along the way. Sometimes, you get lucky.
My path followed the Great Allegheny Passage bike and pedestrian trail down the shoreline of the Monongahela River, and this section of the facility offers several commanding views of Pittsburgh’s downtown cluster of office buildings, and several bridges, along the way.
It’s also mirrored by the Pittsburgh Subdivision’s right of way, owned by the CSX railroad outfit, so there’s a pretty good chance of seeing a few trains running through what’s basically a choke point for CSX’s operations.
If trains were Persian soldiers, and these tracks were Thermopylae, that would make me Leonidas. That’s madness, you say?
Dis is Spartah!
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I spotted the first of what turned out to be several passing locomotives as it was transiting beneath the Fort Pitt Bridge. All of the land in this area used to be a rail yard owned by the now defunct Pittsburgh & Lake Erie RR outfit. Their yard property has been redeveloped as ‘Station Square,’ which hosts restaurants and bars as well as a couple of hotels and a Soccer Stadium in modernity. It’s also where the docks of the Gateway Clipper tourist boats are found. Saying that – CSX’s subdivision is still very active.
The three surviving U.S. Steel mills are found to the southeast, and CSX has an intermodal yard just west of Pittsburgh in an area called McKee’s Rocks. This location is more or less the middle point between those two other areas of interest. Lots of traffic.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
CSX #148 got close, and a humble narrator started a-clicking the shutter button as it did. Choo-Choo.
#148 was built in March of 1996, when the most popular toy in America was the ‘Tickle Me Elmo’ doll, and the #1 song on the national charts was ‘the Macarena.’ How popular was that song when #148 was spawned? Here’s Hillary Clinton clapping along with it at the DNC convention just a few months after #148 went to work.
#148 is a GE AC44CW model locomotive, I’m told.
Back tomorrow with more Choo-Choo.
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West End Girls
Monday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
A recent scuttle played out on what turned out to be a humble narrator’s latest birthday, which occurred during an interval of tolerable climate.
It’s been one heck of a hot summer out here in the Paris of Appalachia, with high temperatures and humidity defining entire weeks. It’s always a quandary for me – I need to walk, and walk, and walk for health reasons, but then you run into dangerous atmospheric conditions that preclude being outdoors. What are you going to do?
You can fight City Hall, but you can’t argue with the weatherman. Or a Fire Inspector, as they are omnipotent.
This particular soirée into the milieu of Pittsburgh’s arcane street ‘grid’ began at the West End Bridge, spanning the Ohio River. This path would carry me to the southern shore of the Monongahela River, the Great Allegheny Passage trail along it, and ultimately to that brewery nearby the CSX Pittsburgh Subdivision tracks which I regularly visit.
First, I needed to get across the bridge.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Quoting from a prior post describing this bridge:
“There’s a steel tied arch bridge near the center of Pittsburgh, one which spans the very mouth of the Ohio River (formed up by the convergence of the Allegheny and Monongahela Rivers), and it’s called the West End Bridge. West End Bridge’s construction was declared as accomplished in 1932, and the thing was built by Pittsburgh’s own American Bridge Company (steel and span) and the Foundation Company (foundation and masonry piers). West End Bridge was originally just under 2,000 feet long.
After a sprucing up and redesign in the 1990’s, which saw the addition of pedestrian and bike lanes, as well as the removal of several vehicle approach ramps on its northern side, the West End Bridge was and is 1,310 feet long.
There’s 66 feet of clearance over the water, it’s 58 feet wide in totality, and the bridge carries 4 lanes of traffic through a 40 foot space. West End Bridge is a challenging and unforgiving span to drive over, I would mention, given how narrow the travel lanes are.”
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Down below, there’s a Towing outfit which maintains a series of docks for their Tow Boats, as well as a fleet of barges.
The West End Girls from the title of this post are pictured above – The ‘Gale R. Rhodes’ and one labeled as ‘CTC.’ CTC stands for Campbell Transportation Company, which is presumptively the operator of this particular docking complex and probably not the name of the vessel.
I couldn’t find much out about either of the boats, as neither one was displaying a call sign number visible from the POV I was inhabiting. Call sign numbers are the key to identifying random maritime vessels you might encounter. Just saying.
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