Not too many years ago, my family came up to Duluth for a vacation from the “big city” of St. Paul. I was about 7 years old, and I remember being sad that I didn’t have a camera along to take a picture of myself in the cab of the 227 to take back for […]
There is really no historic answer to that question. It’s just always been that way. Trains are large, impressive and in the early days they were the biggest thing to come through town and therefore very exciting. Where they were going was an adventurous mystery. So it’s like waving goodbye. Trains are anonymous. It’s not […]