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    Poetry in motion?

    Clerk, Hodgy, doctorwayne, thumsup: Thanks for the kind words. I feel like I don't really belong here; while I share a love of trains with you all, modeling doesn't do it for me. I can (and do) appreciate it, however. The Train Museum at Balboa Park (in San Diego) is one of my favorite places...
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    Poetry in motion?

    ah, childhood One of my earliest memories is of sitting on the lap of an engineer in the cab of a steam locomotive, and reaching for a golden braided cord with a golden tassel at the end, and pulling on it. The blast from the whistle nearly scared me out of my skin, but after that moment...
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    Poetry in motion?

    Friends, I have lived near the RR tracks all my life. I love the sound of the wind as the freights rush by. I love the smell of creosote and diesel. I ache all over when I hear a far-away whistle. The following is a my interpretation of what tra(i)nspired one night not too long ago...