I was in Homewood on Saturday visiting a client and seeing their new office and on the way back home I stopped at the tracks in downtown to see this motley crew pushing a load back into the Markham Yard. I admit that I am a bit of a rail fan and its like coming home since I grew up not far from hear in Flossmoor. I fondly remember, on these hot summer nights as a boy with the windows open, going to sleep to the sounds of the engines straining to pull their load out of the yard. I find the sound of the rail road much more enjoyable than the jet plains coming overhead going to Midway.  Now, when Im up late I have a nice reminder as the 12:30 Metra makes its last run through Orland. Surprising how some things keep coming back, I wonder what sense memories my kid will look back on fondly.
