Fading Summer

I’m remembering railroad tracks skirting the Hudson, a bridge crossing leading down to the river. We stand there in the summer dusk, watching the sleek streamliners pass under. Shades of gray and blue and white lightning stripes. They slip past quickly, silently, bringing up the markers for the end of an era. We’ll not see the like again.

© Glenn R Keller 2023, All Rights Reserved

One response to “Fading Summer”

  1. It seems most of us have fond memories of trains from our youth. Thank you for the reminder Glenn.

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