Another pair from the Bernie Drouillard Collection.
Here are a pair of photos of S.W. & A. # 310 taken at the Downtwon Terminal. They look like they were taken at the same time, just from different vantage points?
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Andrew you are correct. They were taken at the same time. Note the man with the light coloured jacket in picture #1 (in line) and in picture two he is jsut entering the photo. Also note the little girl with the ice skates. She is also in both. I think that Picture #2 was taken first.
Notice the house with the turret in picture #2. I believe that is where the courthouse is now standing.
Notice how well everybody dressed back in the 50’s, even factory workers. Nobody walking around with baggy pants around the knees with underwear hanging out like 50 cent, no pierced body parts like Marilyn Manson, everybody was neat and orderly and had self-respect.
george> I’m also a fan of the more formal sartorial age, but is has nothing to do with people self-respect. Fashions come and go.
It’s sort of funny to think about people complaining about baggy pants now that the new fashion is for guys to wear women’s pants.
I’ll tell ya what, I’ll take a guy in baggy pants over a guy in skin-tight women’s pants anyday…
[sic] “Notice how well everybody dressed back in the 50’s, even factory workers”
Even “factory worker” George?!? How nice.
Even Factory workers-
IIf you asked them they would be Proud to answer “factory workers”,
as well as the nicely dressed ladies would probably proudly answer they were “housewives”.
Woman’s pants?
The tightness and looseness of men’s pants bone back and forth — forever. Nothing is new, and it isn’t “woman’s pants”.
“gone back and forth”
i hate the styles of clothing young people wear today this thing with the underwear hanging out where the hell did that come from
I remember this model of bus very well, using the transit system in the 50s and early 60s. There was a newer bus model added to the businer Ouellette Bus and these were used on many of the other routes, until they gradually got replaced. I saw the other pictures of the bus station in another post which brought back memories. I remember the wooden seats in the bus station that were much like church pews, the square tile floor throughout the building. Great website, just found it maybe 3 weeks ago and have been pouring over all the archives. I havent been to Windsor in about 20 years and things sure have changed. So sad to see so many buildings demolished. But it happens in other cities too.
I remember these beautiful old Fageol Twin Coaches of the 1950’s and 1960’s very well, even the headache-inducing gaseous smell you would get when sitting in the back rows. If you went over a bump in the road, you would bounce right up off the back seat and back down on your derriere faster than you could blink after having nearly reached the ceiling. The downtown terminal used to have a large triangular wooden platform (before these photos) with numbered signs for different bus routes. I would take the Lauzon bus. The dispatcher in his glass cage would announce the departures with his loud microphone, beginning with an ear-piercing “click,” like this: (Click, click) “Lauzon, Riverside, platform 18” (click – click – bang!). And you better have your fare ready! Some of those drivers knew how to get the most efficient speed out of their buses and going over the Peabody Bridge was a real exciting experience, especially if you were sitting on the rearmost seat! They’d rev the bus up on the straightaway along Riverside Drive and approach the bridge with a breathtaking gusto.
To finish my above comment, I have to say that going over the Peabody Bridge in this manner, half-gassed with bus fumes and sitting on the rearmost seat where you got the full bounce as you flew over the bridge, was quite an experience, one to never forget.