At the end of 1994, Sam Lucariello, a YMCA basketball friend of mine, and I were discussing my interest in local history. He mentioned the old trolley car that his father used as a hunting camp years ago.
Sam was nice enough to show it to me. It was out in the woods near Dewittville, NY., down an overgrown hunting camp road, a few hundred feet from the highway.
Thanks Mrs. Lucariello!!!
To make a long story short, Sam's mother, Mrs. Mauro Lucariello was nice enough to donate the trolley car in honor of her late husband. As per her wishes, a plaque with words to that affect will be displayed in the restored trolley.
Two winters went by, then in the Fall of 1996 I got lucky and found someone who would move the trolley back to Jamestown for less than I ever would have expected.
John was described to me as one of those guys that likes a challenge. Regardless of the fact that it was miles from home, it was also semi-supported over a muck hole on collapsing cement block piers. The hunting camp road had some serious dips and holes and was over grown with trees and branches. On top of that, another Winter was fast approaching.
I met him at the site... He called me a few days later and said he would fashion a trailer out of a pipe and a mobile home axel he had. He would jack the trolley up, slide the trailer under, clamp the two together, and haul it out. All I had to do was remove the gabled roof from the trolley car, detach it from the main building, clear out the inside, find a couple of mobile home tires and prepare the hunting camp road for access.
There really is a trolley car under there, still sporting a now faded but visible #93.
John in blue, his assistant Rich in brown and myself. Photo on right taken by the grandkid Alex..
Myself with one of the project supervisors the grandkid Alex. Photo by the other supervisor my Wife Sandy.
On the road again!!!
Back in Jamestown!!!