I remember leaving
Branchville for Dover one Saturday Morning. The conductor's name was
Mr. Campbell. The train stopped at Lafayette for what seemed like
a long time. Then came repeated short blasts from the horn. Mr. Campbell
looked around and asked me if I had, by accident, got the retainers
on. (I was in high school at the time and the only passenger on the
train). I told him I hadn't so he got up out of his seat to find out
what was wrong. There on the platform was a family - husband, wife
reach the coach step without the step stool. Well, Mr. Campbell jumped
into action, grabbed the stool and helped the family get on board.
After he got them seated and sold them tickets he came back and told
me, "I never even thought that their might be passengers. I've never
had anyone get on here before!"
On thing I recall
about Lafayette. When I saw it had a rotted out front step, dirt and
grime inside the shelter, and a poster on the wall above the coal
stove. It was faded and torn with an artist's rendering of a steam
locomotive, obviouly from the World War ll era, with a caption like
"Progress through American Railroading" I was struck by the irony
considering the condition of the station.