I must have been about 12 or so when I took a solo trip to Schuylkill County in Pennsylvania to visit my mom's family. Her dad was a mechanic and loved motors and engines of all kinds. I'm sure that my enjoyment of tinkering with moving parts and my love of trains comes from him.
I would have pleaded and annoyed my parents to death with requests to visit a working train museum, but papy was more than happy to take me on an excursion to a working steam train. I remember the excitement we both had of the sounds of the puffing engine and clickety-clack of the rails as we lurched and rocked down the old rails through lush green scenery.
An even older, non functioning, steam engine placed on an unused section of track was fun to poke around, but my grand-dad made me stop inspecting the steam works long enough to pose, and I wasn't too happy about being in a picture, or being robbed of precious time to study the impressive locomotive.
I'd love to know where we went that day, so that maybe I can return with own family someday. I'd also like to know where my mom found the funky t-shirts I see in old pictures, but I have a hunch they were blindly picked from a sale bin, with only the proper size a requirement for purchase.
For the wonderful +Blast From The Past
by +Cheryl Cooper
, +Isabelle Fortin
, and +Mark Rodriguez