GeoPeg posted:Moonson posted:I esp. enjoyed laying flat on my back under it, behind that brick-paper skirting, looking upward and listening, when my father ran the trains. I also liked pretending I was "running things". He would let me dump that load of sticks in the dumper-car, and then go and retrieve them for the next re-load.
Frankie M.
That's a good reminder - when my grandson appears to be laying around just watching, it's important to remember he's probably day dreaming and imagining all kinds of things ... or just simply enjoying the sound! I know I do
Yes, GeoPeg, and I remember the peace of it, laying under there, awash in all the sights and sounds and the joy of being in the midst of something that was important and joyful to both my father and mother. They were so very happy when sharing their layout with friends and family that I felt included in something very, very special.
And now, with my own layout, the same is true for me. I love when my wife and I have guests in our home to enjoy the trains, which we consider everybody's. And in some cases, I mean that literally, as you can see on this cousin's face when I gifted him with some cars directly from the layout...
FrankM.
