There is a heart and soul to railroading. When one stands at the ford of a wide river and hears a freight rumble, coal in the hoppers rolling out of the hills and down to the sea, one can feel the power of the railroad. The wave at the engineer as the train rolls past, acknowledging that all is okay and that the tonnage is on its way. On its way to the shoals. There goes America on that train.
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