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You do not need me to tell you or anyone why we enjoy model trains.

We all have our own reasons, and most of these reasons are pretty obvious.

However, to someone who does not know or understand the reasons behind our interests, it may be hard for them to understand.

Hopefully, it is not hard for these folks to understand...

 

For our layouts are a world, a place...in time...the past, the present and/or the future, and maybe..none of these.

Our layouts are also a place where regardless of whether you are a child, a grown up, someone who works full time, or someone who is retired, that offers a release from the trials and tribulations of the real world.

Moreover, even if there are no trials or tribulations in your life to escape from, entering the location where your layout is set up, offers a variety of feelings, emotions, sensations, that are hard to match.

 

A layout can be a time machine, where a wise old man or a upwardly mobile yuppie, can go and experience things what they first experienced many years ago.

Not only that, but this time machine has objects from long ago, which go thru their paces, just like it was yesterday.

Even people...family, friends, and also pets that are no longer with us, seem to magically re-appear in some way shape or form...whether, it be a thought, a memory, a smell, an object, a picture...whatever...can instantly transport you back into the past, even if for a moment.

 

For example, something as simple as a paper towel you wrapped something in, and then placed back into your train set box back in 1972, and just now re-discovered when setting up that train set for the first time in years.

A pencil or pen used to take layout notes, or the actual note itself, written many years ago or even last year.

A long lost catalog or even a locomotive or box car or accessory, recently rediscovered in a box or in a store you shop for trains at.

The glue your father used to glue a plastic figure of a railroad worker to a platform or station, which is still showing as a semi-clear bubble beneath the figure..and you remember the exact moment he placed it there.

 

I once found a very "Christmassy" looking piece of printed paper containing lyrics to a Christmas carol, in a box containing some post war Lionel trains from the 1960s...who put it there? Mother? Father? Me?

 

Even something as simple as a smell..you know..that old musty smell from items stored in an attic...Christmas decorations, trains...

The smell of ozone and smoke fluid...

 

New and modern items are not immune from such experiences...the Williams GG-1 I purchased just after my mother passed away in 2012... chew marks on certain items, whether it be from a pet or a teething child.

That old 1950s Lionel trains manual that somehow ended up at the bottom of a pile of magazines or books...it is like finding treasure...it is like a time machine.

 

In addition, when you come home from work after a hard day, and enter the inner sanctum of your train room, all of the days events...traffic, meetings, etc are forgotten..you are now in a place where time has a different meaning.

How long have you been in the train room? It felt like only 15 minutes, yet..it was 3 hours! Yes, time moves fast when you are having fun.

Young or old....the sounds of a model train running along its tracks, can be hypnotic, relaxing, engaging.

It does not matter if the locomotive is DCS, TMCC, Legacy, Conventional, or whatever...each has its own unique sound that can be music to the ears.

 

Now....as the days slowly begin to get shorter, and the leaves begin to turn color, and first the evenings and mornings seem cooler...then the nights, then the days....cool northwesterly breezes rustle the tree's in the announcement of autumn.

And as your neighbor drives down the street at night, and notices the soft warm glow of your train room window, will they wonder what magic is being performed on the other side? Will they wish they had a train room too? Or will they feel the urge to enter their own train room, and with the flick of a few switches....begin to enjoy the many faceted magic of what Model Railroading really is?

 

All the Best...

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You sure put some thought into this thread, chipset. You are correct, each one of us has a story as to why we are in this hobby.

 

Personally, I remember three significant events that were special to me and probably why I have such an interest. The first one was dropping my Dad off at the train station and standing next to this huge and impressive NY, NH & Hartford engine. WOW, did that leave an impression. The next event was my first Lionel train set, a Berkshire, under the Christmas tree. And the last, the Sante Fe F3 diesels with those beautiful streamline passenger cars, also under another Christmas tree.

 

Those memories have never left me.

Those reasons may not be so obvious, I don't think most of us really know why we do this. I think this is true for all kinds of drives, the workaholic may defend his habits by saying they want to provide their children with a better life, or the politician may defend his power conquest with notions of freedom and democracy. But in reality the drive comes from a different place and it is an unknown to the individual, we may have glimpses of it but we will never grasp it. I guess if you can pin point the reason why you do something like this, it is not fun anymore. I've never been able to explain why I play with toy trains, for me the only way to describe it is that they work like a kind of drug. Toy trains to me are sort of like cocaine. For some reason I'm drawn to them, sometimes I like to think that they are like an antidote against the most immediate material reality and the tediousness of domestic life. But I may never know why I do it, and that's all right.

To me watching the locomotive pulling a long trains.With smoke hanging over the boxcars.Some boxcars doors open some shut.The different names and color of the freight cars.I try to think this is what my grand parents saw.Oh and the sound is very important to.It is a very good way to unwind from the stress of life.

I really enjoy the history.  History I did not experience although heard about from my grandfather. My favorite era is 1930's-1950. So for me it is about recreating as detailed as possible. Living exhibits with an emphasis on authenticity.

On a side note I adore the post war lionel toy trains through about 1956. How does a guy that was a boy in the late 1980's and early 90's get into toy trains when my dad was a very young boy? I don't know. imageimageimageimageimageimageimageimage

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Nostalgia.  Up through the third grade I walked back to and rode my bike back to a

Southern station, a short distance from our house on Depot Lane.  I hung out in and

around that station, which disappeared after I moved away.  My father and grandfather worked for railroads, and my grandfather, retired, got in the company

newletter.  Now, I stand in an abandoned grain elevator or beside a closed station,

with tracks there or there no longer, listen to the wind rattle the elevator's loose corrugated sheeting and hoisting cables, and think about times past.  I then come home and try to capture those times past in a model.

Relaxing, revives memories of times long ago, provides escape from reality into ones own fantasy world where in essence you create your own reality, albeit a miniaturized version. It's an outlet that allows your artistic and creative juices to flow in whatever form and to whatever heights you desire, it's a place to put your excess $$$ (haha) and best reason pure fun and joy!!!

Originally Posted by david1:

I do it for one reason and one reason only----IT IS FUN.

Me too.  I enjoy collecting pieces I don't have.  Someday I hope to build a layout.

Originally Posted by Erik C Lindgren:
I really enjoy the history.  History I did not experience although heard about from my grandfather. My favorite era is 1930's-1950. So for me it is about recreating as detailed as possible. Living exhibits with an emphasis on authenticity.

On a side note I adore the post war lionel toy trains through about 1956. How does a guy that was a boy in the late 1980's and early 90's get into toy trains when my dad was a very young boy? I don't know.
This sums up how I feel about it.  And like David said, having fun.  I've often wondered the same about having some of the toys my dad had.
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BTW, is that an FEF-1 I see in the background?

Playing with trains has always brought memories of the past flooding back to me.  These memories include setting up trains under the Christmas tree with my dad, my grandfather telling me stories of working on the Erie Lackawanna RR, smelling the smoke coming from a steam locomotive and feeling the wheels and motor to see how hot they got after a long running session, especially on the trucks of my brothers diesels.    

 

Looking back I wish that I enjoyed being a child more than I did.  As children I believe that we all want to grow up quickly because being an adult seemed so cool and to a certain extent it is.  Going back to my childhood I recall all of the magic that my trains offered me, especially running trains on the living room floor in the dark or running trains under the Christmas tree with only the Christmas tree lights turned on. 

 

The same magic can still be had, but I think, at least for me, it’s perceived just a touch differently since the innocence of being a child was lost as I got older.

 

My trains have always transported me into the past when things seemed a little simpler and, although I’m much older today, the nostalgia is still there for the taking when I get home from a long day and find my trains waiting for me. 

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Chipset,

 

Thank you. You put it best for me. Whether it be for work or play or just to relax, my train layout is somewhere I alone can go and "meditate" about something utterly fantastic my ideal of what reality should look like --unchanging or by MY OWN HAND changing. It is for me, reality squared! Exactly as I like it because I can control it.

 

Yes, the familiar sights and smells and the past comes up for me too, sometimes it makes me wistful most of the time makes me long for the past and familiar faces now long gone. But that is ok, too. ----I need my past, it's soothing to me---

 

Mike Maurice

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