balancing from rail to rail, signal flares and
the green glass of telephone pole insulators
I always dreamed of making a little rail riding car that would be powered by a lawnmower engine. It wouldn't have been elaborate -- simply a platform with a crude set of controls. Even today, I imagine how it would be made. When I see a railroad company pickup truck that has been retrofitted with rail wheels, I get excited. I guess little boy's souls are often made by trains but I don't really understand the reasoning for it.
I may never make my rail riding car, but that's really not so important.
I remember about a year before my wife passed away, her friends got together and bought her a roll-top desk. She had wanted one ever since I knew her and truly she was grateful for the gift but I think there was a part of her that was sad because of it was no longer a part of her dream.
I wanted to be a physician and she wanted to be a figure skater.