The rail car was from the "Day Out With Thomas" at the IRM.
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Great pictures of a cool little tyke! We owe a huge debt of thanks to the "Thomas" franchise!
I'm suddenly reminded of a guy who was into diving with SCUBA gear. He lived for it, more so than many here live for trains. I'd never met but a few people into anything like this guy was.
Anyway, he made a kid's sized (toy) SCUBA set for his kid, bought him underwater-related toys and books and took photos like these that were diving related. Everyone assumed there was a second generation dive nut in the making
Fast forward 25 years...
His son is a vet, working for a large cattle farm in the heartland. He's at least 1000 miles from any ocean/sea in any direction.
He doesn't even like swimming in a pool. I don't think he ever even tried diving with SCUBA gear, in spite of a lot of encouragement from his father to do so as he was of age to dive. I made a point not to laugh out loud when I got the news until after the call with him was over.
I'm not saying that this kid will hate trains when he's older, but most kids generally change interests in their adult years.
Kids always make the best rail fans. That sense of wonder just makes it so special for everyone. I caught this shot at a train show about 8 years ago. Is this a great hobby or what!
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He is 4 1/2 and loves anything railroading. Starting around 3 year's old, he started memorizing the location of all RR crossings in our city. We knew when we were approaching one as he would lean forward and say, "choo choo!" Same as we go over the Rr tracks on the interstate, the exit before, we start to hear, "train" and "choo choo".
He is a triplet and his two wombmates get excited for him about trains.
Favorite video on Netflix is "Slow TV, Train ride from Bergen to Oslo". 7 hour video. First person POV.
It is unpredictable what a kid will grow up interested in. My brother hung out at the station with me, but had much more interest in his Marx playsets than his trains. I don't think his kids ever had any interest. They were interested in spectator sports, in which the two of us, car nuts, had very little interest. My dad was an avid hunter and fisherman, doing a lot of Annie Oakley style pothunting during the Depression. I wandered around the farm with shotgun and rifle, and fished as a kid in the local creek, but found neither that exciting, especially blowing through ammo ($$). My brother did none of that. Nor did his kids. Getting a hoped for clone of yourself seems a really remote possibility.