I have always loved trains. I can recall my grandparent’s home, contiguous to the old Pennsylvania Railroad yards. Which would keep me mesmerized for hours on end. (My examination was accompanied by a slew of rainbow colored 45s I played on my RCA Victrola. I was all of 2 or 3 when this fascination began.) I toured the PATH (Port Authority Trans Hudson) lines, the LIRR (Long Island Railroad- which Governor Nelson Rockefeller had the audacity to declare the finest commuter railroad in the nation, which would mean train travel in the US really had to be the pits).