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	<title>Comments on: Down by the Station</title>
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		<title>By: Lonni</title>
		<link>http://magicandmayhem.homeschooljournal.net/2008/10/03/down-by-the-station/#comment-350</link>
		<author>Lonni</author>
		<pubDate>Fri, 03 Oct 2008 21:04:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>That same train parked in front of the old train depot in our town on Tuesday. There were hundreds of people lined up to see it so we didn't get to go inside. Someone had thought to bring their beautiful yellow biplane out and fly over when the train came in and it also followed alongside the train as it made its way west. We checked out the train downtown then drove west and met hubby on a country road and got some good pics and video of them traveling together. Very cool. 

My fil was amongst the crowd downtown and told us about being only 2 years old at the time but remembering his mother bringing him along to see his uncle board a train there to go off to the war. And that this uncle gave him a quarter and how they waved to each other for as long as they could see the train. He still has the quarter. His uncle returned after the war but lived with shrapnel in his back and had a pretty tough time. He got teary telling it (the emotion that was in that crowd 65 years ago seemed to have left a deep impression) and I wondered how many other people in the crowd were feeling some really old emotions  seeing the Challenger pull in.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That same train parked in front of the old train depot in our town on Tuesday. There were hundreds of people lined up to see it so we didn&#8217;t get to go inside. Someone had thought to bring their beautiful yellow biplane out and fly over when the train came in and it also followed alongside the train as it made its way west. We checked out the train downtown then drove west and met hubby on a country road and got some good pics and video of them traveling together. Very cool. </p>
<p>My fil was amongst the crowd downtown and told us about being only 2 years old at the time but remembering his mother bringing him along to see his uncle board a train there to go off to the war. And that this uncle gave him a quarter and how they waved to each other for as long as they could see the train. He still has the quarter. His uncle returned after the war but lived with shrapnel in his back and had a pretty tough time. He got teary telling it (the emotion that was in that crowd 65 years ago seemed to have left a deep impression) and I wondered how many other people in the crowd were feeling some really old emotions  seeing the Challenger pull in.</p>
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