the season’s first gift

this afternoon we went to the model railroad show…

we came to the ticket window and got our tickets but then didn’t have any cash.  we said we’d be back after we found a cash machine.  but the man at the window wrote his name on a card and said for us to send him a check.  he paid our admission and trusted that we would get the money to him.

such a gift!

the trains traveled the tracks around Portland, then out the Gorge to Multnomah Falls, then finally to Hood River.  i just love seeing the old men running the trains.  their eyes are as bright as the children’s.

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