Late winter/early spring of 1950 the last passenger train to stop in Walace Alabama took me on my first train ride.
Destination, Flomaton.
In fourth grade with probably thirty five other little country kids on a field trip to experience this trip of a lifetime together, we planned and waited and discussed. Some disagreements broke out about what the trip should include, but were settled amongst ourselves. We were learning diplomacy while studying transportation.
Our unit on transportation covered trains, planes, ships and automobiles. I enjoyed the trains part best.
Thanks to my second mos...