Lunch with the Amish as we Cross New Mexico
Instead of the cafeteria, I signed up for lunch at the dining car on the third day. Chance had it that an Amish couple would… Read More »Lunch with the Amish as we Cross New Mexico
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Where Trains and Cars Come To Die
At 7:39 AM on the third day of the trip, we called at Lamar, Colorado. The train clanged past a car wrecking yard. Among the… Read More »Where Trains and Cars Come To Die
“On the Road”
Third day on the Trans-American Railroad. I ran to the cafeteria in the lower deck of the observation car for a breakfast of straight black… Read More »“On the Road”
The Crossing of the Mississippi
On the Southwest Chief to Los Angeles nobody sat next me. When Diane left in Chicago, so did the stories. It is always a blessing… Read More »The Crossing of the Mississippi
The Southwest Chief
The Southwest Chief was a double-decker, with only a small cabin in the lower levels of the cars for short-distance travelers. If not my mood,… Read More »The Southwest Chief
Away from Cincinnati, and the Sun
“Where are we?” Diane was just coming back to her senses after a deep sleep, which she conjured with the poise of a sphynx. I… Read More »Away from Cincinnati, and the Sun
Mind the Gap
Many of us learn of people and their contributions only when it’s too late to show our appreciation. It is thanks to obituaries in… Read More »Mind the Gap