The very first Lowe's (big box) store was building it's store near where GK's Mom worked. Because she was still nursing, I would go get Shelley a Rt. 44 Cherry Limeade at the Sonic next to the new Lowe's and then take it to her when I took GK for her afternoon snuggle. GK nursed until she was 4....maybe that explains alot about her attachments to people, no pun intended. Anyway, she loved watching the big equipment, front end loaders. trenchers. dump trucks and so was an informed 2 year old girl with a need for more metal.
Every time we drove anywhere, she wanted to see the yellow, green and orange of the big equipment. We went to the fire station after a chase of a firetruck one day. She was in love. I think the fireman were too. She wanted to see everything and did most of the time. But then came her true love.....trains. We were stopped at a gated crossing one day on our trip to the west side for play group when the longest freight train went by, followed very closely by a linked double engine power team. We were the first car at the gate and you could of course feel the rumble of the engines as they passed. Well that was it for us. Nothing would do but that we had to find a place where she could "see more". I am if nothing else a facilitator of trivial knowledge in all I know.
Went to the train yard, such as it was, here in Burque but not much to see. Asked some rail workers where would be the best and safest place would be for a very precocious and inquiring toddler could get her fix of big metal. I was directed to the main switching yard for trains in New Mexico at Belen. That's 50 miles south of Burque, but off we went.
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So we got the Harvey House Museum, went up to the chain link open area where they have railroad ties set up to sit on to watch the trains. Ry is doing what Ry does jabbering a million miles and hour and looking for special rocks and sticks. Papa (alias SM) and he go off to see what they can see and GK and I sat on the railroad ties waiting for the action. Two old men were sitting not far from us. Train buffs to be sure. I could tell they were getting interested in what GK was saying about the trains and what the names of the cars and haulers are and how the switchman had just called for a coupling and we made a bet which tray cars would be separated and filled with the huge boxes. Dave, one of the old men leaned over to GK and asked her where she had learned so much about trains and how they work. She smiled very politely and told him her "love story" and how I had brought her to the source and all the books on trains she has read and videos she has watched. He and Al were blown away at her demeanor (so I was told on the sly) and knowledge and appreciation for the trains.
And then in typical GK style she said "excuse me (to the men), I feel a big one coming" and raced to the fence and yelled at me to join her "feel the train, Oma". It was a moment in time suspended in joy. The smile on her face as she shouted over the roar, "I can still feel it in my chest, I almost forgot how wonderful it feels".
And Ry found a really cool stick that we took with us to the restaurant. Trains and Ry, not so much. GK and trains.....forever in my heart.