"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.