It’s National Train Day. What wonderful memories I have of trips from San Antonio, Texas into Mexico on the train when I was young. Not on the ATSF, but I think it was the Missouri Pacific. The train had a change of engines at the border, and I can recall the jostling and bumping as they unhooked the American engine, and hooked up the Mexican locomotive, to continue the journey into Mexico. It was at least a three-day trip with Pullman cars that had sleeping berths or private compartments that had fold down berths for sleeping, a dining car for meals, but much more fun to buy food from the vendors in the stations of the little towns we stopped at along the way. It was always an adventure.
I found this rail car in a local park just recently
Here’s a groovy little song I remember from way back when http://youtu.be/E7NHWKbQuRw .