The Sound of the Railroad

Sound of the Railroad

As a little girl, I loved to play in the dirt, building new pathways through forests, making roads for me and my little brother’s dinky cars and trains. It wasn’t long before I connected the play toys with the real life trains passing through our town as it tooted its horn to warn of its coming. Whether at play or tucked into bed, I could feel and anticipate the rumble of the ground long before it was heard. As far back as I can remember, I’ve lived near the vibration or sound of the railroad. One of my earliest memories is of playing out in the woods and hearing the approaching cargo as the whistle grew louder and louder until the speed on the rails exploded. The metal screeches of shifting boxcars screamed of strength of purpose announcing their task onward to a marked destination.