So, like all little boys, I still love trains. I don’t think any of us ever outgrow a love for the big railed monsters, just some of us try to deny it. Well, I don’t hide it. I still get giddy every time I hear one coming. I love the feeling I get when I’m standing next to one. Sounds kinda odd, but they really center me on how small I really am in this world. Yea, I don’t know, but I love them.

Here are a couple of pics I took in Taylor yesterday. I really wanted to get some better, closer shots, but I was in a hurry and didn’t have time to explain myself if/when they would come harass me about taking shots at the rail yard. You know everyone with a camera and an interest in odd subjects must be a Terrorist, right?

On to the pics: