My first memory of the old station was as a young child in the early 1950's. My family was taking my grandfather there to travel to Florida for the winter.
The first sight was of the massive columns around the outside, then upon entering, the awe inspiring high ceilings with their skylights. Then the glass circles in the floor to permit the shafts of sunlight to pass thru to the lower level.
A true 'cathedral' of transportation.
The echoing public address train announcements. Then the descent to the platform. The gleaming stainless steel train (looking back, it must have been a Seaboard train). The clouds of steam rising from the sides of the cars. And finally, the magnificent GG1, headlight beaming, bell ringing, and effortlessly pulling the long train away.