As I lie in bed this morning sleeping, I hear a train whistle blowing along with a trains bell ringing. I think, gee, must be having a dream. The sound is so relaxing. I then realize, you moron, I’ am not dreaming! That IS a trains whistle and bell. Then I think, oh my, Liz Fisher must be right. I have imaginary friends, I must be imagining all of this. The whistle blows and the bell rings again. Okay, I’ am not crazy, my mother had me tested. (Thank you Sheldon)
I decide to get out of bed and investigate further. As I open the door, I hear the click clack of a train just below my house. I walk to the roads edge and see the old Virginia-Truckee engine hooking up to the passenger cars. Engine and Passenger Cars are those that have been restored from the “Comstock” era. I could see the engineer instructing the crew on what to do, all with a smile on his face. I feel better, I’ am not crazy. Back to the house for breakfast. (It’s All About The Food!)
While walking back to the house, I hear the bells toll from the “St. Mary’s In The Mountians”. I feel as though I have stepped back 150 years.
After breakfast, I prepare for my morning walk. I decide to take the “Virginia-Truckee” walk, which consists of walking past the train and the train station. As I walk past the train station I see folks of all ages milling around. I see children jumping with excitement and their parents trying to restrain their own excitement. I find that, I too, am getting excited. Restrain yourself, I think. Oh, why not. So I find jumping like a child at the train station causes concern from parents and train folk alike. Not to mention goofy looks from the children. Oh, what the heck, I think. I look back at those who look at me with a cocked eye, with my “Get A Life” look. Come on folks, Old farts can act like a kid too! I continue my walk.
Today is really no different than any other, other than the fact that the wild horses seem to be excited too. I realize that they must be looking forward to Virginia-Truckee starting it’s summer season today. They hang around the tracks and seem to be anxious for the train to begin it’s journey down through Gold Hill and on to the Carson City station. I see Wilbur, Marybelle and Little Flo milling around the train. I can see that both parents are showing Little Flo “the ropes” of what to do and what not to do. Little Flo observing the entire time and showing a tremendous amount of excitement. The whistle blows and the steam spews from the stack and the train begins it’s first trip this season. All the while, Wilbur, Marybelle and Little Flo following. I continue on my walk.
I see an unusual amount of dog and bird activity as I walk. I assume they too, are excited over the official start of summer and the first trip of the Virginia-Truckee. I have to tell you, I have never seen so many Quail as I have seen here in Virginia City. And FAT! My goodness. I continue and make it to “C” Street without having a heart attack. As I’ am walking south on “C” Street, I notice all of the gas street lights have two banners on each post. Each banner is honoring a person from Virginia City who is or has served our military. The banners dating all the way back to the Civil War. Some of these fine people are still serving our country and some were lost in combat. Civil War, WWI, WWII, Korea, Vietnam, and Gulf Wars. What an amazing salute to all of those who have served our country! As I walk down the street and look at each banner, along with the business folks scurrying around, I could see that this town takes Memorial Day VERY serious. I learn along the way that there will be a parade at noon to honor those who served. Well, I had better get back home to get ready for this celebration. This is one that I don’t want to miss.
So, if you all think you can get here in time, come join the celebration! I’ am!
No, I’ am not crazy, my mother had me tested! – Lou