Locomotive Museum

Before I start my new story, I would like to add to my pond story. I mentioned that I did not have any ducks in our pond. Wrong. Yesterday I saw a mother duck and her 4 little ducklings swimming across the pond. She was there all the time hatching her eggs,and there she was leading her brood. The coloring of mother duck matched the surroundings so well that you had to know where she was to see her.

Now to my title story.

Several years ago while visiting my daughter, Sue, in Denver, she asked if we would like to visit a Locomotive Museum in Golden. I could not believe there could be such a thing. She reassured me that there was, and there was actual engines and cars on display. She warned us that there would be a lot of walking involved, because these were the actual engines and cars.

When we got there, there they were, the great big monsters. You were allowed to climbed in any and all the cars. The old puffer bellies and the diesels, some with cow catchers and some with snow plows, and some with bells, My grandson, Spencer, climbed in one and rang the bell loud and clear. He wasn't the only one. There were others before him and after him. There was a coach and also a sleeping car, similar to the one we used when our whole family went on our vacation at the dude ranch. We also found a diner where we had our breakfast. That trip was pleasant, because we had two adjoining compartments. It was cozy, but we all had a bunk. Now all these cars were on actual railroad tracks.

On the way out, of course, there was a shop selling various items including tee shirts with a message:

The Light at the End of the Tunnel
Could be an Oncoming Train

So be careful!!
God Bless