ON THE BRIGHT SIDE
MAY 9TH, 2012
If you can't see the Bright Side, polish the dull side
It's WEDNESDAY!
TRAIN DAY
The year 1869 was a really exciting time in America. The Central Pacific and Union Pacific railroads were speeding across the wild, American frontier, laying tracks for what would soon become the first Transcontinental rail line. Construction was often done at great peril, as vast areas of the west were truely wild and unsettled. Once completed, train service would be connected from the Atlantic Ocean to the Pacific Ocean, making the world a whole lot smaller. It would also change the face of America.
On May 9th, 1869 the tracks of the two railroad companies met up at Promontory Summit, Utah. A golden spike was driven into the final connection of the two tracks. The first Continental rail line was 1,776 miles long. Towns, big and small, would soon sprout up along the route.
NEWS FROM HOME
Except for the trains that run at amusement parks, I've really never been on a train ride. I used to think that a ride on the Orient Express would make a wonderful trip. But that dream went the way of many others it seems. We all have to have dreams though, and I have some new ones that are a bit more realistic now.
I hope your Wednesday is a wonderful one!
SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT
THE TRAIN OF LIFE
Some folks rid the train of life
Looking out the rear
Watching miles of life roll by
And marking every year
They sit in sad remembrance,
Of wasted days gone by,
And curse their life for what it was
And hang their head and cry
But I don't concern myself with that
I took a different vent
I look forward to what life holds,
And not what has been spent,
So strap me to the engine
As securely as I can be,
I want to be out on the front,
To see what I can see.
I want to feel the winds change,
Blowing in my face,
I want to see what life unfolds
As I move from place to place
I want to see what's coming up,
Not looking at the past,
Life's too short for yesterdays,
It moves along too fast.
So if the ride gets bumpy,
While you are looking back,
Go up front, and you may find,
Your life has jumped the track
It's all right to remember,
That's part of history,
But up front's where it's happening,
There is so much mystery.
The enjoyment of living,
Is not where we have been
It's looking ever forward,
To another year and ten
It's searching all the byways
Never should you refrain,
For if you want to live your life,
You gotta drive the train.
Author Unknown
2 comments:
I love this blog. And I love trains too. When I moved from the east coast to Alberta, I came by train - a 3-day ride. I love the click-clack of the wheels on the rails, so soothing and rhythmic. It's too bad the days of long passenger train rides are mostly a thing of the past. Still on my bucket list is a train ride through the Canadian Rockies.
Train transport is very popular in England Me.I have a nephew who is a train driver too.I loved trains when my Mother and Father used to take us rides when we were small.I havn't been on one recently,only the monorail in Chicago airport.they are not the same I know.As Pat says it's was wonderful to feel the chug chug as a child but todays trains you cannot tell you are on one,so I am told.My Rooster was a train builder for yrs,but redindancy put a stop to that.He now builds local coaches and buses.Have a great day Ma.Yes the Orient Express would do me nicely too.Love the poem. Rain again here PM,but it was a beautiful sunny morning,so I attempted a couple of hours gardening,which I havn't done at all this year.I realy enjoyed the fresh air.Mmmm now the earth smells beautiful and the newly mown grass,though my back aches right now.Have a great day Ma.xx Take Care God Bless Kath xx
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