When we first moved to Kelso, I tried to get involved with the Chehalis Centralia Railroad, about 45 miles north of here. I managed to volunteer a few days, take the GCOR and pass, certifying me to train as a brakeman, conductor. But that summer got busy with funerals & weddings and other weekend committments.
The following summer the other pastor I work with had 5-way bypass surgery in May, followed by a month of recovery then vacation in June/July. That summer had already been shot to hell (yes, preachers can use that word!) and it had barely started! So I got up to Chehalis once this summer, and that was just dropping by on the way home from a conference, long enough to poke my head in the cab and say hello.
Turns out the fireman that day attended a Lutheran church where a previous pastor of the church I'm now serving had served. That pastor had been in town to do a funeral at my church that very day! The fireman and his family were good friends with that pastor and his family. It is a small world, afterall!
Right now I'm getting to the workbench occasionally...but shingles AND a kidney stone are keeping me down. The pain/itching is not so bad, it's the medicine I have to take that makes me nauseus. So workbench time is at a premium, with a 4-year old for me to watch (he's already been chicken-pox vaccinated) and my wife is busy with the 5-week old, isolated in our bedroom. She's already had chicken pox but the tiny one has not. I miss holding my newborn a whole lot more than I miss the trains!