Some things stick in your mind like they were yesterday. On the way to Michigan, we stopped off in Oak Harbor, OH to see if we could bag a train or two on the former NYC. We found a neat grain elevator in town and peered off down the long straightaway to the east. In the far distance we could see a black cloud with a pinpoint of light in the center. A few minutes later three Conrail U25Bs charged past running track speed. It was one of those experiences you don't forget. 6/20/81.
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