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occasions when some of the highest officials of the New York Central were being entertained at Johnny Knoll's, certain crack trains would be stopped at Harborcreek station to pick them up conveniently as well as give them a little more time to enjoy themselves there. I'm talking now about the days of steam and the big Hudsons and Mohawks were the motive power, roaring by with their staccato exhausts filling the night, and then the trailing hum of the cars and click of wheels over the rail joints. And a little of the odor of the exhaust would seep into the tavern and it smelled good and you knew the railroad was in big action. And at Johnny Knoll's you enjoyed also a sense of privacy, of exclusivity, that was very pleasant even if a bit snobbish. And during Prohibition you had a feeling of naughtiness which seemed to add a final touch of spice to the whole experience.