Fanatic5 - Family Passions
Fanatic5 - Family Passions
Eastern Pennsylvania Railroads
Western Pennsylvania Railroads
Southern Railroads
Buffalo Rochester & Pittsburgh Railway
Baltimore & Ohio Railroad / Western Maryland Railway
Dedicated to My Grandfather (NYC)
Lehigh Valley Railroad
Railroad Definitions & Terms
Baseball Ballparks & Memorabilia
Athletic Leagues, College, High School
Rock Music History, Groups, Albums
Music, FM Radio and the 1960's
Jam Bands & the Fillmores
Jazz Fusion
Album Reviews
Brewery History
Former Breweries (New York & Pennsylvania)
Beer Types & Definitions
Collectibles, Travel & Other Interests
Favorite Movies
Favorite Television Shows
In My Father's Memory



"Then followed that beautiful season...Summer...
Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape
Lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood."
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

"To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make
you something else is the greatest accomplishment."

Ralph Waldo Emerson

My College Boys

This website was created as an expression of my life, characterizing various interests and hobbies.

I have experienced many pleasures and hardships, along with generations of beliefs, that have molded my personality. A "baby boomer" born to the mid 1950's, my formative (or teenage) years were the 1960's through the early 1970's.

By the late 1960's, my childhood days were quickly changing as I entered high school. Being exposed to the Vietnam war, the civil rights movement and a passive society with corrupt politics, my ideals and principles were quickly being molded.

A pivotal year was 1968. Viet Cong opened the bloody "Tet Offensive" in January by attacking major cities of South Vietnam. I celebrated my birthday in 1968 with the assassination of Martin Luther King, leading to mass riots in Washington, D.C. and other cities. Later that same year came Bobby's assassination while campaigning for the Democratic Presidential nomination. During the medal ceremony at the Summer Olympic Games in Mexico City, two African-American sprinters raised their fists while our national anthem was playing, protesting U.S. racism. In August, the Democratic National Convention in Chicago was marred by Vietnam war protesters and police. To close the year, Richard Nixon was elected President.

Always interested in baseball and railroading, I also developed a deep love for music, especially the "underground" movement of the late 1960's. My love for music continues today, as an outlet from the daily adversities of life or simply to relax.

Life was basically uneventful through high school, until my 18th birthday and the "mandatory" draft registration. For the first time, I was faced with the possibility of going to Vietnam, however, I was never called as the war ended in 1975.

As I entered the late 1970's, my life was relatively simple, finishing college, dating, getting a job and beginning to experience my independence. Soon after, I was married, fathered three children and began a career working for corporate America. What a change from my ideals of ten years earlier.

Nowadays, life is balanced with music, baseball, railroads, American history, photography and travel. All these passions are shared with my children and described throughout this website.

My Daughter Lauren

Dad and the Boys





Like the Dinah Shore commercials promoting America's most popular car in 1959.....


"See the USA in your Chevrolet"



1959 Travel Brochure

Proverbs 20:7  "The just man walketh in his integrity: his children are blessed after him."

"Humanity's most valuable assets have been the non-conformists. Were it not for the non-conformists, he who refuses to be satisfied to go along with the continuance of things as they are, and insists upon attempting to find new ways of bettering things, the world would have known little progress, indeed."
Josiah William Gitt


The Road Not Taken
by Robert Frost


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.



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