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Thursday, October 20, 2016
Seeing Yellow......
I miss seeing this era of train and engine. I remember them specifically as we would wait for the train to pass at the track in the middle of town in Murray, Iowa. I was a kid that was fascinated with the design of the engine. Back in those times they didn't keep them very clean as they were the workhorses of the train industry pulling freight and people across the United States.
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White as Snow
The white iris is such a treat seeing all the pure white on this great form. The beard of orange colors add to its magical appeal.
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My dad has come home from the war. It is 1945 in the summer. My oldest brother Ron is on the right and Rex is on the left. The next two bo...
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Teddy's legs are a little short for this big wheel but he still likes sitting on it. These shots were buried in my files and this one...

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I love the engine. Yellow as the scholl buses.
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