“Trains and railroads changed America by making goods cheaper, which helped grow the middle class. They led to the standardization of time and the birth of our suburbs.” enotes.com
There’s something about trains that makes me melancholy, I rode the train from my hometown Lubbock, Texas to Fort Worth, Texas, every summer when I was small. I watched the workers load car after car with crates (goods), I got to sit in the locomotive, it was such an exciting adventure for me. Because of those memories, I have always adored trains. This line of train cars was in Montana several years ago. They were waiting to be hitched to a locomotive and pulled to a logging operation to be filled with lumber going to a lumber mill. This for “Man Made”, the word today
The colors are wonderful - nice pov. I miss the local passenger trains - use to ride into NYC frequently on them and from Pittsburgh to NY when I was in college. Now just see the long freight trains.
What a great picture and narrative! Must fav!
My granddad was a train driver and his stories about the steam trains and WW2 were amazing. When I was a kid my brother and I sometimes were put on the train by my parents to visit my grandparents and he came halfway (he free train travel). He wasn't keen on the electric trains, but was always eager to show us around.
Lovely tones, textures and capture Lou Ann, the railways did exactly the same over here the first opened in 1830 was the Liverpool and Manchester Railway:)
@milaniet I would love to take the Amtrak from Los Angeles to New York! We don’t live far from a railroad crossing and I love to hear the freight trains crossing, especially at night.
@ingrid01 oh such wonderful memories. My mother was friends with a couple in Fort Worth and the man worked for the railroad and gave us tickets every summer. I had the run of the train, I just loved it.
I love trains too. We used to live across the street from some tracks that crossed roads in several places. I loved listening to the whistle when they crossed the streets at night. Good shot!
My granddad was a train driver and his stories about the steam trains and WW2 were amazing. When I was a kid my brother and I sometimes were put on the train by my parents to visit my grandparents and he came halfway (he free train travel). He wasn't keen on the electric trains, but was always eager to show us around.