I always had a love for the railroad. I still have my first Lionel set, bought in 1951 by my dad, and I still cherish it, just as I did as a little guy growing up in Brooklyn. Our apartment was located next to the freight line that runs through Brooklyn and on many a day or night when the trains rolled by, my friends and I would count the cars (155 cars was the longest I remember). I can still vividly hear the clank-clank of the cars on the tracks below.
These trains were pulled by the mighty locomotives we found at Steamtown. Here’s a look at some of them.
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