I have a couple of stories about my trains being a welcome distraction from the day's events.
My father spent over two months in the hospital before his passing in 1990. The hospital was a little over an hour drive from our home. My brother and I decided to visit on alternate nights, allowing us to take care of things at home while still keeping Mom company at the hospital. On my nights at home I would work diligently on my new layout. This kept my mind off what was going on with Dad. I was able to complete much of the scenery before he passed. After his passing, I walked away from the layout for several months. It was a welcome distraction, but also a vivid memory of what he went through.
My Mother-in-law passed away last week and the funeral was held this past Friday. After the funeral, one of our nephews stopped by with his family. The two boys, ages 2 and 3, are fascinated by trains and were eager to see my layout again. We also had out 4 year old granddaughter at house at the time. It didn't take long for the request to see the trains to occur. As I had been doing some video work on the layout, there were several trains parked on the main line. It was going to take several minutes to get everything in order to actually run a train. While I was organizing the various trains, the 3 year old great nephew snuck out of the room, grabbing a MTH crane as he left. Our daughter quickly intercepted him and returned the crane to its display shelf. Meanwhile, the 2 year old great nephew got his hands on a transfer caboose and shoved it into the side of a moving train. The resulting derailment was small, but enough of a distraction to allow the boys to start harvesting figures from various vignettes. Our 4 year old granddaughter called the boys out and retrieved the figures and handed them to my wife, who just walked into the room. I finally got a train running with a NYC ten-wheeler on the point. Our granddaughter wanted to blow the whistle, which I allowed her to do. I then showed the boys how to blow the whistle using my TMCC Cab 1. For the next several minutes all I heard was the whistle blowing. I thought the smoke unit was going to run dry! After prying the Cab 1 away from the boys, I was trying to explain to our granddaughter why I couldn't run her Thomas the Tank Engine right now. With that I looked down to see the 2 year old eating ballast. When I pulled his hand away from his mouth I heard a "click". The 3 year old had discovered the control panel for the layout switches and was randomly pushing buttons...while the train was speeding down the tracks. I immediately handed the Cab 1 to our granddaughter, who immediately began to blow the whistle. I dove for the throttle on the Z-4000 to kill the power before the train hit any misaligned switches. In the meantime, the 3 year old took a que from his brother and decided to taste the ballast. Miraculously, there were no major derailments and nobody was injured. I am still looking for the Cab 1, however!
If that didn't take my mind off the events of the day, nothing would!
Tom