I am sucker for trains. My Grandpa Etter raised me on HO gauge set that took up more than a living room. I get a little excited when I see the BSNF coal train on Rt 104 headed to the power plant. I know what a 2-6-0 wheel arrangement looks like.
Needless to say, I was a little geeked when my father-in-law mentioned going to Monticello for Railroad Days. I hadn’t been in years and I knew Grayson would have a terrific day. In fact, the whole family had a great time.
Grayson was excited from the beginning. We got several “oh boy!” out of him.
First ride out we sat in the cupola of the caboose.
Grayson yelling down to his mom to “be safe.”
Gray was not the best at posing today. A few too many things to do.
The adventure these two have been on.
Talking with the engineer.
Friendliest hobo you ever meet.
“Full steam ahead!”
We had a great time today! Make sure to check out the Monticello Railway Museum.
Helped my brother move. He recently acquired a new “old” vehicle.
A beautiful 1989 Lincoln Continental. It’s in premo condition if you overlook the late 80’s wood trim and old lady smoke residue. It’s his new baby and mode of transportation as his job will only be 4 miles from his house. I have a feeling he is going to get some looks with this vehicle. Good thing he is locked down to a good woman.
I may have volunteered Buddy to be Grayson’s friend in the wagon. The dog hated the wagon and looked for every opportunity to jump out. I consider it payback for much trouble he has caused us tipping the trash can and getting into bags.
Grayson proudly displaying the official flag for his swing set. Grammy Lynne put together a wonder flag featuring Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles in the background and a capital G. This would make Betsy Ross jealous. Grayson loves the flag and I have to make a trip to the hardware store for a bracket so he can display it proudly.
Grayson jamming out at the farmers market last weekend.
We stopped at Scheels tonight to get new shoes. Grayon’s had robots. They did not have the robots in my size. Leaving we stopped at the statue of Ronald Reagan. I asked G who it was… he replied, “Ronald Reagan.” Have no idea where that came from, but incredible he recalled it.