WHY?

Sunday evening, shortly before sunset, a freight train came shuddering to a stop on the tracks that run about 200 metres west of our house. At first, we didn't know the reason for the sudden stop. The trees on the west side of our yard hid the mangled pickup from our view. Slowly, slowly we … Continue reading WHY?

Moose Jaw Memories

I was seven years old when I got my first train ride. It was back in 1949 and my mother and I boarded the train in early morning for the hour long ride into Moose Jaw. When we arrived in the city, the conductor held out his hand to help my mother and me down … Continue reading Moose Jaw Memories