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When five grandchildren deliriously descended on the Youngstown & Southern Railroad a few weeks back, all I could do was make sure I had a hefty gin and tonic inside me to buffer the pain of their pleasure. And what FUN they had. Me too. And I have all winter to fix what needs fixing, and to remember with happiness their squeals of delight.

 

Fen checking out the daily mixed, about to become REALLY mixed.

 

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Sappho takes the pulse of a tiny person, while Calliope waits for the train to come by and SNATCH something off it.

 

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Okay, where are the REST of the people??

 

 

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Gangway, here they come...

 

 

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Boy, If you lived close I'd know who to give that bottle of gin in my cabinet. Don't know where it came from, but there it sits, an sits and sits. I go buy once in awhile and look to see if somehow it switched to a single malt scotch. Oh well, guess I'll keep looking in on it. Hey, but then if I run out of scotch and my new grandson, now 6 m, hits the 5 yrs. I might have to break it out.

It is nice to have a small one again and try to get him to like trains.

 

Phil

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