Monday, July 21, 2008

My father's magic carpet

My dad at work

"And the sons of Pullman porters
And the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpets made of steel."

Steve Goodman must have been a child of a railroad man. Goodman's song, The City of New Orleans captures what it feels like being the child of a railroad man so concisely in these three stanzas.

I am the son of an engineer. Thirty-one years ago yesterday my father died and I still miss him so much. This is a picture I took of him at work. Everything about him was so unbelievably bigger than life. I dream about him very often. To me, he was steel.

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