I would venture a guess that McGuire was the best known individual in Berkeley. When I was growing up in Berkeley, the only Motorman I knew was McGuire. The "Dinky" seemed to only run right when he was at the helm. It took a certain type of individual who would want to run back and forth ,day after day, year after year hearing the same repetitious clickety-clack of the rails on the run from the Junction to Wabash Avenue. At each end of the line, he had to get out and change the trolley arm to the other end to reverse motion and head back in the opposite direction. I think each run took about 12 to 15 minutes and this went on from morning to night. What a challenging job! McGuire always talked about returning to his native Ireland when he retired. Well, when he retired, he never was able to fulfill his dream... McGuire passed away 6 months after retirement.
Mr. "Dinky" McGuire standing guard at the end of the his run !
(submitted by Helen (Daugherty) Barnes
I'd be willing to bet, if one was to stand along Hanley Road (Where the streetcars tracks once were) on a dark quiet night one might be able to hear McGuire swearing at the pranksters who laid in wait to knock the trolley off the wire. Poor 'Ol McGuire would have to fumble around in the dark to get back in operation. You probably would hear some well placed cursing with an Irish brogue blessing whoever did the prank.
Mr. McGuire we all loved you! Say Hello to Mrs. Calabash.
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