Denver and Rio Grande sounds so much better. That train holds a special place in hubby's heart. He grew up in the Denver area and took many trips on it. He is a steam engine buff. I wish there was one of those trains around here to ride. The last time I rode one I was pregnant with our son in the early 70s.The Durango/Silverton railroad still has a brakeman of every train. They also have a fireman, and on the way up to Silverton, boy does he shovel the coal.
I much preferred their old name - The Denver and Rio Grande Western. Some of those old names just had a kind of magic.
Thank you! I'm glad you had a good trip!Back home. Went to my nephew's wedding in Green Bay. Drove a rental car. First time driving in two years. Finding a balance between leadfoot and featherfoot was tricky.
Happy Birthday Dancing!!
Finally! [singing]Cathy's getting a new vehicle! Cathy's getting a new vehicle![/singing]Oh, and we did have the best Doberman National ever, $$$. A "new" vehicle is in my future! Off to Atlanta next.
Thank you!There is an app called Zedge that has thousands upon thousands of sounds for ringtones, notifications, etc. I found several steam engine sounds there for Android users... It's a fun app!
I didn't find one with all 12, sorry. My search limit when I get it in my head to find a dumb image to go along with one of my dumb jokes is about 20 seconds. After that, I either quit looking or forget what my joke was. Which sometimes people would probably prefer.But where's Capaldi??!!
I didn't find one with all 12, sorry. My search limit when I get it in my head to find a dumb image to go along with one of my dumb jokes is about 20 seconds. After that, I either quit looking or forget what my joke was. Which sometimes people would probably prefer.
Those are fun memories to have!Train story from my childhood that brings back fond memories.
There was a dairy farm that had a small ice cream parlor next to the cow barn. Train tracks ran behind the building. Sometimes a freight train would come along; the engineer would stop, hop out, get an ice cream and get back on the train. Then train would move forward until the caboose was at the parlor and stop again so the brakeman could get one too. Those were the days of real ice cream and it was well worth the visit. We'd wander into the barn with our ice cream and check out the cows and calves but it was exciting to be there when the train stopped. Oh the simple joys of childhood.
hehehe just don't imagine the payback the lil heathens will get afterwards!I prefer the personal touch, so I usually cut a few slices of bread into cubes and wrap them individually in aluminum foil. Sure, it's more effort, but well worth it when you see the little dickens comparing treasures under the street light. The looks on their little faces as they eagerly unwrap the foil is priceless. In fact, just imagining it is payback enough for the extra work.