The era of massive steam locomotives is gone. The artifacts and memories are preserved in places like the McComb Railroad Museum and other museums and historic sites throughout the country, and in the minds of those who lived when steam ruled the rails.
Riding in my dad's new 1953 Pontiac alongside a steam locomotive near Dublin, Virginia, I was thrilled when the engineer waved and gave a short blast on the whistle. I can still see the smoke and the steam: I can still hear the sounds. But soon the road veered away from the tracks and the train was gone. Little did I know that in just a few years, steam railroading would be gone forever.