My Youngstown and Southern has been graced with an onslaught of grandchildren piling in from Minneapolis, and soon, Seattle, who will invade my layout, laying happy waste to some delicate structures, but what the heck, isn't that why God invented Elmer's White Glue?
Will I wince when I hear a crunch or two? You bet I will. But a nice stiff gin and tonic will soften the blow, and serve to remind me that right here in this miniature world is where happy dreams are born. And who am I to get in the way of that?
Happy Thanksgiving to all!
Paul
2 1/2 year old grandson Fen making sure the switch is set.
Now he's got the throttle and my heart is in my throat...where's that drink??
Meanwhile, Sappho plans some high drama on the trestle.
A special kind of "fan trip"
Calliope cheers them on their way into South Tunnel...
