As one who spent early years in Bradley living in the Bloodworth house two doors north of the Bradley Baptist Church, I enjoyed the information on Bradley which was posted. It brings back childhood memories, one which I will share. The northbound evening train in the early 1940's stopped for passengers and mail in Bradley. The engine usually was stopped directly in front of my house at the beginning of the uphill grade heading north. By that time the cannery was no longer operating but large quantities of grease remained in drums in the old building. You guessed it. On winter evenings when it grew dark before the train ran, a liberal coating of grease would be applied for several hundred yards on both rails. I vividly remember the locomotive spinning it's wheels giving the appearance of a giant sparkler in the clear night air as hot metal flakes flew high into the air. It was a grand spectacle. And though there was much speculation as to the culprit, the mystery remains unsolved to this day. Ken Smith