Sepia Saturday for this week. Shipping out.

 Sepia Sat. 

I have always had a love of the big old cruise ships, having come to America on one in 1956,

So this weeks prompt was perfect, but not for me. But for my extended family.

My family came over on the Queen Elizabeth.

This prompt is for the Mauretania.

Which was with the same line as both Queens.

Sort of being the family archivist and historian, which I love, I have tried to gather as many of the old family photos from as many family members as I can.

This one came from the aunt that was responsible for us coming to America in the first place.

But since my aunt had died by the time I got it and my cousins weren't sure what it meant I had to start digging.

This below boarding list is from 1952 going from New York to Southhampton. My aunt is not listed, but my uncle and two sons are, about half way down, Moeller. I don't know if they were coming over to visit after my aunt had already headed over earlier or she was coming later. My cousins did not remember this.

So after a little research I was able to put a reason to their photos.

Sepia Saturday for this week - Bridges or trollies.

Sepia Saturday for this week.

Here is the prompt.

I took from this photo a memory that I barely have from being a kid.

When I was growing up, we use to travel to St Louis so my dad could play in Cricket matches in Forest Park in downtown St Louis.

We would often pass these red trollies on our way there or on our way home.

I don't think we ever road one.

They ended in 1966.

But in our hometown of St Charles, just across the river from St Louis a trolley would run from across the river to this building.

It still stands today.

You can see the bridge in the back ground. Made for cars and trollies.

Here is one very large trolley at the St Charles terminal.

Here is the bridge being built. Trollies on one side. Cars on the other. 

I guess you would either have to stay behind the trolley till it got across the bridge or pass it. But the bridge was very narrow.

Here is how the bridge looked while I was growing up. At one time the only way into St Louis from St Charles.

The trolley tracks were gone. Cars going both ways. 

The lady in the lower left corner is leaning up against the old terminal.

There was a walk way on the right side of the bridge which you could get to from down on Main St. where most of the shopping was done till just after this photo was taken.

The bridge lasted till the mid 1980's