WARM: More Than Just a Museum
She sits a little behind the rest of the rolling stock at the Western America Railroad Museum, welcoming visitors in her fading red-and-silver Warbonnet, a sparkle in her 47-year-old eyes.
The old cowboy band Riders in the Sky got it right when they sang,
“…watch her fly, here comes the Santa Fe.
She’s thundering loud, she’s roaring haughty and proud at the break of day.”
There’s nothing like a train. Whether rumbling through a crossing — horn shrieking, gate bells clamoring or sitting peacefully on a track at the local railroad museum, a train can quicken the pulse or simply bring back memories. It doesn’t matter if it is Union Pacific or BNSF.