Showing posts with label railroad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label railroad. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Rail museum

The sign in the photo says not to climb on the train engines
...but that's exactly why we come here.
What little boy--and all the others with him--don't love climbing on old trains, trying out the gears in the engines and pretending to blow the whistle?
Or making train sounds of our own as we trail down the tracks?
Good fun.

It's terribly designed as far as museum quality and presentation of facts go.  Terrible.
The four year old with us knew the most because he watches Thomas the Tank Engine.
Trains are such an important part of India--past and present.
And because of that...
I suggest you follow that arrow and visit the Rail Museum.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

The railroad


My grandpa tells the story that he used to walk down these train tracks to school everyday.
My grandma says her cousin used to work at the train depot downtown.
"There used to be a depot right here, too, around the corner" my Grandpa said as we drove past, "but I guess it's all closed up now."
"I guess everything's closed up now," said Grandma. "The grocery store, the post office, the school. Even the mill now."

The train does still come through town. Slowly, sometime before noon.
It stops at the co-op, to ship produce to wherever it must be needed. And then it moves slowly on its way again.
The slowness of a past way of life is leaving us.

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