Thanks. I’ll screw Up my courage.
Richie, that explanation makes sense. I received my first train in 1953. The mother of friend gave the older one. She was 15 years old when received it. The family lived in West Virginia near the Clinchfield Line. She had always wanted a train but the family was too poor during the depression and war years. Against her mother’s wishes (“ a foolish gift for a 15 year old girl and money we need to put food on the table”), her father bought it for her for Christmas. It was a treasured gift which ran under her tree until her own children were raised and moved away. It’s a wonderful story I’d like to submit to Classic Toy Trains. I feel honored that she chose to give it to me. I’m in a race to finish my layout while she is still alive to enjoy it.
my grandson says, “Papa, I hope you finish your layout before you die.” He doesn’t realize that I’m working against a more pressing deadline than that.
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