Sidetracked
Preface In real life, I actually do live on the side of a hill overlooking the Burlington Northern Santa Fe (BNSF) Southern Transcon, one of two primary rail routes between Los Angeles and Chicago. For over a quarter century I've heard the rumble of diesels and the rattle of steel wheels on steel rails as freight trains carried goods across the continent, Metrolink trains whisked commuters to and from their places of work, and the Amtrak Southwest Chief carried passengers on a two-day journey between Union Station in Los Angeles and Union Station in Chicago. Years ago the BNSF built a storage track alongside the transcon that can be seen from my house, and from the bottom of the hill on Esperanza Road just before one makes the left turn at Fairlynn to go up the hill. Growing up, my daughter Emily found the sight of unstaffed, unmoving trains to be unnerving, exacerbated by a ghost train story that she read in elementary school. Sometime after Emily reached adulthood and moved out ...