WHAT I DID FOR FUN
WHEN I WAS YOUNG

     
 

YESTERDAY

 
     
  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.  
     

 
  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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