I used to travel by train from Seattle to Kelso to visit my grandmother. This started when I was about nine years old. I was a regular passenger and talked to anyone and everyone. I loved being so grown up. That train took about four hours and stopped at every little town in between. I usually took what was called the milk run.

I can still hear the conductor calling out, "Chehalis, Centralia ..."

My favorite train is the midnight train from Genoa to Paris. Its totally covered in the most amazing graffiti I have ever seen.