I stood on Glide Drive looking west. As a child, this was my kingdom. The cornstalks of the garden were my skyscrapers. The empty lot was my world.
A running hose made mud. Mud was the fuel of my creativity. With it I shaped buildings and built dams to trap running water. I was in my element in a race against the setting sun and the call, "Andy, time to come inside."
Andy Fletcher is an artist, designer, speaker and advocate for trains. He enjoys sharing his drawings and his joy of trains with railroad enthusiasts everywhere.
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