|The steeple on the clock blew off during a windstorm and has not been replaced. The outdoor train yard to the right was 1/8 mile long!|
The conductor. Edwin Kelly
Dining car waiter. Charlie Strong
Shoeshine boy. Timothy
Sailor. Norman and many, many other young men travelled by train far away from Minnesota farms to serve their country.
I have been unable to find the name of the sculptor, but was told at the depot that each was based on an old photo and models for the statues were the artist's family members. She could not recall his name.
Special spill-proof coffee cups had a lip on the edge to keep the coffee in.
I remember going to pick my dad up from the train station (not this one, a much smaller one in Wisconsin) when he travelled to Chicago for business on the Milwaukee Road train, waiting in the cold and dark for it to arrive. Loud hisses of steam coming out from underneath the beast before the passengers disembarked would have me clutching my mom in fear and excitement. Daddy usually brought a present. One time it was a Davy Crocket milk mug, which I still have!
The Minneapolis Milwaukee Road Depot closed in the 1970s and became a dirty, rundown wreck in a blighted neighborhood. Fortunately, someone saw its potential, and today it is a hotel with historic suites in the old plush offices of the railroad executives. The gorgeous ornate passenger terminal has been restored and is an elegant banquet room and ballroom. The train shed becomes a popular ice skating rink in the winter.
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