thedoc wrote:SpheresOfBalance wrote:thedoc wrote:
I don't make house calls, except for toy trains.
Actually I have some N scale stuff, not setup though, not much room, which is why I bought N scale all those years ago, go figure.
Good to see you haven't written me off yet, seemingly like all the rest. Who cares, like I said, I'm not here to make friends, just sharing, learning a little, hopefully causing people to think a little, making sure falsehood doesn't run rampant a little, (at least that which I'm capable of seeing), thus helping one to strengthen their argument a little.
I'm a doc of that sort too. Even had the pleasure of working on a miniature gas turbine engine once, contained in a huffer.
You know what sucks though, aging vision. All my life 20/20 and able to see extremely small parts up close, now the whole project just a blurry blob, thank goodness for bifocals though. Yea, but they still suck!
How's that song go? 'You don't know what you've got, till it's gone,' something like that...
Yep, me too, I'm a doc, sort of. My friends started calling me The Doc several years ago as in a Ph.D in Microferroequinology. My eyes started to go about 1990, it started when things started to be a bit blurry and I thought it was because my eyes were tired late in the day. Wishful thinking, now I wear glasses, but just reading glasses. I had a pair of bifocal safety glasses with a plain lens plus the reading prescription on the bottom.
A word of advice, make a list of everything you own, and keep it somewhere other than where you live. trying to remember all that you had in your house is a real pain, especially when it is all gone in a fire. Lucky for us we were able to remember enough to max out our insurance, but some of it was antique that was really hard to fine good values. One item was a glass from the door of a B&O passenger car rest room, no-one we talked to had any idea of what it might be worth. It was a kind of rippled glass that you couldn't see through but it had B&O molded right in the glass.
If you own your own home, and it happens to be an older house, it may be due for a new roof. Consider a Mansard style roof and make sure the builder leaves the inside clear, nothing through the attic to the roof, especially plumbing vents, they can be run through the floor to the walls. If the roof/attic covers the whole house you can end up with a nice sized attic, but heat might be an issue in a colder climate, get it insulated and try to include some kind of heat. Also consider extending the roof line to include an outside stairs as an entrance.
Another word of advice, if you finally get a large space for a train layout, don't fill it with track. Use wide curves and let room for scenery. I know many people who have made the mistake of just laying a lot of track and ended up not liking the layout very much.
Thanks for the advice. Sorry to hear of the loss, it really wasn't about the money I bet, at least with me it's usually about the sentiment, something that reminds me of a good time, when I look at it, instantly transported back in time to a younger me, an adventure.
As for the train set? Probably not going to be set up for a while, I'd like to, but we really need to get rid of some of the clutter, I tend to be a pack rat, "never know what this could be used for, maybe to repair something, I'll put it here."

She should probably shoot me for all the junk, but in her eyes I can do no wrong, which makes me

, if you know what I mean, so much baggage and seemingly sinking fast...
Maybe some other day, a train, then it never really comes, does it? "Wastin' away on the thin ice of a new day." (no, I stole it from Jethro Tull, just changed it a little.)
Currently listening to
this on repeat.
Not to worried though, I'm one hell of a fireman, DOD training! Class A, B, C, or D, any one of which, I know how to fight it. Got insurance though.

Years ago my solution was taking pictures of everything in the whole house, 2 sets, one for home, the other somewhere off site. That way Ins. Co. is happy, well kinda.
Yeah, well my PhD seems to be in "Jack of all trades, master of none." Too many things interest me, none of them enough. Not enough time, in a lifetime!
Later, Doc
P.S. If that tune I'm listening to was on an LP it'd be two rings by now, connected with a vinyl spiral!
