Yes, I remember fondly the No. 11 cars as well. Before the Red Line got its Silverbird cars around 1963 or so (as I recall), the old Red Line cars were very noisy. When I'd get off one of those at Washington Street and on to a No. 11 car, boy they were the smoothest, quietest ride ever. They just glided along, as if on air. I used to love being in the front car looking out the front widow straight ahead as it made its way along the Charlestown el. Great memories of when I was a kid.
"The penny candy store beyond the El
is where i first fell in love
with unreality.....
Outside the leaves were falling as they died.
A wind had blown away the sun."
----Lawrence Ferlinghetti