scale rail posted:If you have a strong relationship it doesn't really matter. When I started dating Vicky I had no idea she was from a railroad family. I was single for a long time. Dated a lot until we met. I traveled all the time for work, loved it so it was really hard to keep any kind of long thing going. We had one date and two days latter I was in Russia for three long weeks. including interviewing Gorbachev. But for the first time in my travels, I couldn't wait to get back and have another date with her. Found out her Pop was a welder for the Oakland Southern Pacific yard. Every summer from the time she was little, she would have breakfast with the crew in the welding shop. Her Pop cooked with his welding tool. She loves trains and has booked us on some wonderful train trips. Skip many years later. About to retire after 36 years. All my passports had to have extension pages put in them. I was in Sri Lanka when we got caught by the Tamil Tigers. They had guns to our heads and their foot on our drivers neck. I knew we were going to be killed. Our satellite phone had been out for days. No one knew where we were in that dark jungle that night. All I could think about was Vicky. She would never know were I died. It haunts we to this day. I really knew what love is about that night. Sorry I'm going on about this. It's all way bigger than trains. Don
Don, you have such interesting things to say. Always a pleasure to see your contributions here. Arnold
