The year is 1946. The rusty old Santa Fe 490 rolls through town on a routine run. The trusty coal car has followed the old engine for many thousands of miles over the years. An empty hopper arrives to pick up it's next load and haul it on down the line. A bright orange Gulf oil tanker lets everybody know that oil is plentiful and times are good. An Erie flatbed brings in the latest models. Bringing up the rear in it's usual spot is the old red caboose. "Just once I'd like to be in the front," he thinks.