As a youngster watching the LIRR G-5's and K-4's. Lived across from the station in Patchogue for years. There was a stretch of track from the main line down to Babylon where the road paralleled the tracks--my parents would stop the car there and we'd watch the trains come through in the dark, still a treasured memory.
Remember getting on the train to go to NYC and being disappointed that we didn't get a diesel! The folly of youth.
Scotie