by Emmett Smith
This picture from the Great Northern Railroad website at gngoat.org reminds me that when I was a little boy it was always Winter in Minnesota for some reason. And, the railroad tracks showing through a fresh snowfall as shown here were, to me, the most mysterious things…these flimsy traces in the snow carried those huge trains. And, they went all over, even under the Atlantic all the way back to England as I could see for myself, in my Rowland Emett book about Nellie, the locomotive. Here in Minnesota for some reason it didn’t stop being Winter until I spent my first Summer on my grandfather’s farm outside of Eagle Lake, Minnesota, in 1956. Until then, however, the World was black and white through the steamed over windows of Pop’s 1949 Rocket 88 and it looked just like this!
[Emmett R Smith all rights reserved & all photo-rights revert to holders 18 June 2009]