Growing up here, in New York, my first rail experience was my mother taking me on shopping trips from our home in Brooklyn, into Manhattan aboard the BMT subway, as far back as I can remember. I quickly learned the pleasure of the "railfan's window", looking out the front of the train. On weekends, when my father was off, we used the family car for all travel, so I never got exposure to 'real railroads'. The only exception was us putting my grandfather on the train to Florida a couple of winters, and getting my first glimpse of the original Pennsylvania Station. I recall the sights and sounds almost like it was yesterday....the stainless steel cars (must have been a SAL train?), the steam wafting up between the cars and the platform edge, the luxurious inside of his Pullman roomette,the sounds from the magnificent GG-1's blowers, and bell as it glided out....
That was in around 1955...
More subway riding thru the years, and occasional views of Long Island Rail Road trains passing when motoring on Long Island.
Then my first glimpse of Grand Central Terminal in the late '50's to meet my visiting cousin coming down from Worcester, Ma. What a magnificent terminal that was, When we saw him off, got a look inside his New Haven "American Flyer" coach, and was intrigued by it having a restroom and a water fountain ("bubbler", in New England parlance)... My cousin rode to Springfield, and connected with a NYC train to Worcester. When it was my turn to visit him, my family decided to send me (I was a few years younger) on a no-change Trailways of New England bus, from the Port Authority Bus Terminal, (where I now work),to avoid the transfer enroute. That was my first experience riding a long distance coach, and I became a bus fan...
Fast forward to 1966....I was going thru Tech School, at Chanute AFB, Rantoul, Il,..and my first weekend pass to Chicago was spent getting there on a Greyhound Scenicruiser, on a four and a half hour local schedule up US-45. I enjoyed it very much.
The next pass I got, my buddy insisted we take the train...So we board the Illinois Central 'Louisiane'....
The first thing I noticed as the train approached was the beautiful sound of its chime air horn....then the figure '8' pattern cast by its Mars headlight...then when climbing aboard, the long ago fragrance of the steam heating, I recalled from seeing my grandfather off....
I was sitting at the window seat, but facing my buddy sitting next to me, engrossed in our conversation....after a while he casually asked me to look out the window...
I was stunned to see we were rolling along already. Being used to riding subways, I never felt the throttle artist's imperceptible start of the train....
Soon we were rolling along parallel US-45 at 100 mph....the vehicles we were passing appeared to be going backwards. We arrived Central Station in Chicago in less than half the time the bus took...
After coming home from the service, I reverted to being a bus fan, and for a while, I had a girlfriend living in Philadelphia, whom I visited every weekend by bus.
I also had a friend who was a bus, rail, and airliner fan, who introduced me to the fascinating aspects of those modes...
We took several fan trips together...
I still expressed my preference for bus, and he said, he would have to show me what I was missing...
So he took me on "The Convincer"....
We flew to Chicago on a Northwest Orient B707, stopping in Detroit.
We then went to Union Station and boarded the combined Burlington Vista-Dome Afternoon Twin Cities Zephyr/Northern Pacific Vista-Dome North Coast Limited/Great Northern Great-Dome Empire Builder stretching out the length of Track 28. There must have been at least 7 domes on that fantastic consist.
We rode it to Minneapolis. Had dinner in the NP diner, and saw the various lounges and other cars on the train (the crew was kind to let a couple of fans view the Pullman areas as well).
We then rode a Jefferson bus down to Osceola, and caught the CZ back to Chicago, and flew home on a United Super DC-8-61....
Yes....I was convinced, and have been a railfan ever since...
When A-Day was approaching, I went on a marathon effort to ride some of the routes that would be losing service, some major, some obscure...
Like the Washington Buffalo Express via York, Williamsport
The Butte Special from Salt Lake City to Butte
The Wabash Cannonball from St. Louis to Detroit
The Lake Cities from Hoboken to Chicago
The CZ over the Western Pacific
I think I've rambled enough for now.....