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Dig those groovy clothes! 
and hair styles! 
Seeing all those UPRR employees reminds me of a day in that era. UP ran over our track from Riverside Jct. to Daggett, and the new UP Superintendent at Los Angeles wanted to hy-rail from L.A. to Las Vegas. The Santa Fe Superintendent at San Bernardino told me to escort them and handle authority for the hy-rail car while on Santa Fe track.
I boarded the UP's comfortable Chevrolet Suburban hy-rail at Riverside Jct. and took a seat next to the steno to the Superintendent, with whom I was acquainted from handling discipline issues with UP folks running over our track. She was a very pretty woman, and, though we had a good working relationship, it was all business with us. After getting up Cajon Pass and out onto the desert, the Superintendent wound the hy-rail up to 70 MPH. Our hy-rail maximum allowable speed was 40 MPH, as they are not perfectly stable at high speed. I reminded Mr. F__ of that, and he replied, "Oh, don't worry, we run 70 on the UP." Well, he was a Superintendent and I did not want to create a scandalous bad blood issue, so I quietly rode, thinking "Well, at least if we go off the right of way at this speed, we'll all be dead and they can't fire me." And, it did occur to me that the last thing I would remember before death would be the UP Steno holding onto me in panic.
They failed to put her in that video. That's what made me think of this story. They found some other pretty women but managed to miss her that time.
