I Brive a Dus ~ R.K.
Have car, can't travel? Welcome to life in Gotham. Twenty four hours a day, seven days a week, we are a sidewalk trampling, street crossing, bus hopping, subway surfing, railroad riding society. Simply put, we New Yorkers are commuters. From every borough and burb we are a metropolis and citizenry forever on the move. It's our reality as urbanites, something coded into our big city DNA.
Throw in the old trolley system, and it's been this way for well over a century. For instance, this Flatbush Avenue trolley inevitably became the B41 bus route to East 71 Street.
(Pic provided by John Landers)
Be it going to school, baseball practice, Roller Palace, the movies, Coney Island, or what have you ... the buses I took as a very young boy where still colored green. And what kid/teen didn't want to ride the back corner seat with the window pushed open?
What kid also didn't have their parent tell us sit near the bus driver, whom indeed generally kept a watchful eye on familiar faces along their routes. Sadly, times have changed, and drivers instead are the ones seemingly needing protection, having been made to drive behind protective glass.
The oldest of the blue and white buses traversing today's streets are the fleet that replaced the greenies of my childhood's early to mid-1970s years. At first, they tried repainting a few of the green buses in the new blue/white motif, but ultimately retired the fleet by the early 1980s.
(Picture John Landers)
This B78 Mill Basin bus is pulling out of the Utica Avenue depot at Fillmore Avenue.
Flatbush Avenue in the background.
Ask and ye shall receive..
I asked a guard on duty if I could rummage through this bus
parked in Red Hook. He opened the doors without hesitation.
Thank you, Sir!
COURTESY
JOHN L. COLLECTION
Manhattan Bus Transfers
Circa
1945-1948
COMING SOON
PART TWO:
Lost Rails of Brooklyn:
Meet Me at the Beach
John says only a true Brooklynites know about the
Kouwenhoven Station
more coming from
John Landers Collection
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