Illinois Trains

We went to the Illinois Train Museum in a small town west of Chicago. John almost drooled. It had more trains than any other museum he has been to. We started with a ride on an interurban car from the North Shore Line.

When the motorman invited people to ride in front, John was right there. Doesn’t he have a satisfied look on his face as he came back toward me?

When the ride was over, John was the only one who accepted the invitation to sit in the motorman’s seat.

John said it was a good thing his sister Barbara and Thom were meeting us on the way to Minnesota, otherwise we might still be at the train museum. We looked at many engines and interurban cars, and John had a comment on almost every one. If I could remember half the things he says, I’d be an expert.

When Barbara and Thom met us in that town, we had lunch at a German pub. We managed to eat and begin catching up with news at the same time.

34 thoughts on “Illinois Trains

  1. My goodness! I don’t believe I’ve seen so many images at one time of John with a big smile like that. I love trains too, and grew up next to a BN line that hauls coal (it’s much busier now) from Gillette WY to the east. That photo of John at the “helm” is my favorite! I am surprised you didn’t have to peel his hands off the controls!!! Ha ha!!

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      1. John had trains as a child, as an adult, and I expect into dementia. He has worked with most gauges — Z, N, HO, O, Gauge 1 (LGB or garden size). He belongs to a train club for trains adults can ride on. An engine could weigh as much as a ton, so they jokingly call that hernia gauge.

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  2. There still is a special magic to train travel. We use the Amtrak regularly to visit our daughter in Rhode Island. I’m still trying to perfect my technique of walking through the aisles while the train is is motion. Doing it as we round a curve is still a big challenge.

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    1. That’s great that you still ride trains. Walking in the aisle while bouncing around is not easy. For 30 years, John commuted to Manhattan from Long Island, so I’m sure he did his share of aisle-walking.

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