Number One Daughter drew me a picture of a Steam Locomotive.
I carry Chicago around in my head as map of all its glorious railroad lines and yards. When we drive over tracks or under viaducts (Chicago has many Railroad viaducts and they cause business huge problems with deliveries as many trucks today no longer fit under them), I call out the name of the railroad: "we're going under the Harbor Belt, we're going under Proviso Yard, we're going under the "Q" and so on. West Side Agent considers this an affliction but Number One Daughter gave me a thoughtful present. Thanks kiddo!
Steam Loco at Crossing