GAVIN--

Thanks for the interest--

Ask a kid now days, if they ever saw a real steam engine--they will say they have, but only in pictures.

This train was real to me, and all these years later, I can still see it with my eyes closed--they used to throw coal off the train, for me to pick up and take home to keep warm in our cabin.

I rode the trains when I was a kid in the orphanage later in NC. One trip was to Cincinnati OH--What a trip: my younger sister and me were tagged like baggage, on that long trip through West Virginia--I remember those Cotton Top Mountains, praying the train would stay on the tracks, far above, and not fall into the River below.

I love to write train lyrics, and will keep in mind your thoughts!

Mackie