Autumn and the Railroad

John Cowgill: Stories of the Railroad

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There is a crisp coolness in the air.  Autumn has arrived.  The leaves on the trees are changing color, and they will eventually detach from the branch and fall to the ground.  It is a time when many people flock to the forest.  Some will hike.  Some will drive.  Some will take the train.

People arrive at the train station.  They get their tickets.  The train comes.  People get on the train.  The hoot toots.  The whistle blows.  The train has begun the journey.  All around you the colors of fall are on display.  The kids have their faces glued to the windows.  The lady has her bare feet across her man’s lap.  Two elderly men are just sitting talking about the good old days.  The train rolls down the track crossing bridges and grade crossing and passing through rock cuts and tunnels.  Everyone is enjoying the ride.

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