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WHAT I DID FOR FUN |
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| When I was a kid, growing up on Green Street in Claremont CA, I had a number of loves. Trains were always an important part of my childhood; no doubt, because the distance between the Santa Fe railroad tracks and my house was about three minutes at a brisk run. From third grade through fifth grade, I spent a big chunk of my summer free time hanging somewhere along the railroad tracks or within the confines of the Santa Fe depot. | ||
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| Those were the good old days of diesel locomotives with rounded noses and streamlined sides and passenger trains with names like the El Capitan and the Super Chief. I knew the arrival times of each and never grew tired of watching them come into town. | ||
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