No trains are at Riverside, and the platform needs
shoveling from the late-season snow in this peaceful scene. Everything on the ground is
still a brilliant white, and the storm's ending had been very recent.
Some of my earliest Boston transit memories are at this station, from a
December day (without snow) in 1965. I was young, with an
inexpensive camera that I didn't use very much. I had flown up
from New York City for my first Boston experience. The line was in
its initial decade of service, and PCCs were the only method of
transportation. I took one photo then, now apparently long lost to the
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