Monthly Archives: June 2010

Wednesday’s Word, John 1:1-5

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. The same was in the beginning with God. All things were made by him; and without him was not any thing made that was made. In him was life; and the life was the light of men. And the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not.

Model Power/Mantua Classics HO scale Southern Pacific 2-6-6-2 Mallet, Part 2…

The model is finished…welll…mostly, there’s some wiring to clean up—it was set up for DCC and I’m an old school DC powered modeler—and the boiler sits slightly to the left coming out of a curve. That doesn’t affect its operation but it is a minor cosmetic issue that I figure may be related to the fall it took. The frame isn’t bent or anything like that, it swings to and fro just fine, it just likes to settle just to the left coming out of a curve. The forward engine is only held in place by a drawbar between it and the rear engine, and a flexible tube between the front and rear gear boxes. Therefore, the tube itself could be the culprit as it is not a flexible as it could be. I have a line into NorthWest Short Line for replacement universals that should straighten this out.

I successfully reseated the loose driver by cleaning the axle and hole with denatured alcohol, then scoring the surfaces with an Xacto knife to give it some tooth for the JB Weld to grab. If you do this, make sure you understand that the quartering of the driver is critical…a variation of more than a degree or two can hinder the operation of the valve gear and, once hardened, JB Weld is NOT forgiving—it will not come loose…


It runs flawlessly in both forward and reverse, clock-wise and counter clock-wise on my test bench…

All in all a deeply satisfying project that takes me further away from the RTR, plug and play drone I had become all those years ago. A picture of the finished locomotive is on the way…

Model Power/Mantua Classics HO scale Southern Pacific 2-6-6-2 Mallet…

I finally found the round tuit necessary to finish this little beastie. It took about 8 hours and required that I reassemble it without the benefit of an instruction sheet. It was given to me for the price of postage on the condition that I don’t part it out over Ebay…no way that was going to happen as I’ve wanted to own one since I was 14.




The valve gear shown were incredibly mangled but straightened out easily with a pair of pliers. The only real damage was a broken crankpin that I managed to cobble together from a jar of small screws and a small bushing. Here is a video of the first test run on the bench after I fixed the crankpin…

The only problem I’m having right now is that the geared driver on the rear engine managed to break lose in the fall and goes out of quarter easily…I’ll see if JB Weld will fix that. All in all a very nice runner with amazing pull for such a small motor—you’ll notice that the flexible coupling mysteriously shortened itself between Pic 2 and Pic 3…that’s because the motor rung it in half when the driver locked, before I could cut the power.

John 10:7-11

Then said Jesus unto them again, Verily, verily, I say unto you, I am the door of the sheep. All that ever came before me are thieves and robbers: but the sheep did not hear them. I am the door: by me if any man enter in, he shall be saved, and shall go in and out, and find pasture.

The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly. I am the good shepherd: the good shepherd giveth his life for the sheep.

Greater Baton Rouge Model Railroad club open house, Jackson, LA, June 12, 2020…

Forgot to post these, there were 3 live steam 45mm gauge engines running and my table, on which I featured my Wilesco D10, my marine engine (running off of a compressor) and my Mamod TE1A…






The tea kettle is for preheating my water for faster steam-ups. All in all a very successful first show, I can hardly wait for Diamondhead in January

To Chris…and others….

Blessed is the man…in whose spirit there is no guile.

Thank you…I really did sense a different life was awaiting us here…at least job wise. I’m 50 years old now and my body simply can’t handle the physical demands of the work I know how to do. Schooling is still an option but again, at age 50, to do what? I’ve tried and failed to set up my own business and, with each passing year, the regulations, licensing, tax and legal issues only increase and I am obligated before God to follow every one of them, I don’t have the fight left to plow through any of that any longer.

Pastoring a church is out as I am not up for the control our tax laws place on the pulpit—and—I don’t have a very high regard for the folks in the pews…you have to love the sheep to serve them and, quite frankly, I don’t right now…think Jonah 4:5.

Some time ago I also had to face the awful truth that, the only reason I pursued the ministry to begin with was so that I could get out of the bull work that I do for a living—not a good reason to take the pulpit and, I can’t honestly say that it wouldn’t be the overriding reason to say yes to it should it be offered in the future.

I’m currently waiting for an appointment for an interview for a job doing…drum roll please…apartment maintenance—again. At least I can console myself in that, 1. I’m no longer living on the property so my life and that of my family will be our own, if expressing my faith costs me my job, it’ll be nothing to toss my tool bags in the car, kick the dust off my shoes and drive off into the sunset….and 2. I’ll be a tech and not a supervisor—let someone else catch the spears, coddle and stroke the owner and management and juggle the budgets for awhile, thank you very much.

No, I’m not your average American pew warmer. I don’t start my week with an ’80s ‘do and Pepsodent teeth saying, “This is my Bible: I am what it says I am; I have what it says I have; I can do what it says I can do. Today, I will be taught the Word of God. I’ll boldly confess. My mind is alert; my heart is receptive; I will never be the same. I am about to receive the incorruptible, indestructible, ever-living Seed of the Word of God. I’ll never be the same – never, never, never! I’ll never be the same, in Jesus’ Name.” The last thing I want to do is spread the Gospel of Jesus Christ through a medium like models…it smacks of everything I despise in the Church in my country today,—focus group faith, i.e. Christian bikers, Christian surfers, Christian left-handed albinos, blah, blah, blah…but…here I am.

I covet the prayers of those who are moved to pray for me and my family…know that they are greatly appreciated.

Blessing, B