|The greatest show on earth...|
When we got there, he took us out back, onto the platform by the tracks. It was pitch black, but a clear night with stars twinkling overhead as I looked up. As my eyes adjusted, I looked straight ahead and noticed a stopped train. I could hear the engine down the line idling, and once and awhile I could hear a car shift and bang against the next one. I soon could make out smells like a farm, and colorful pictures on the sides of the cars.
"It's the circus train," my Dad said, a smile in his voice.
"Really?" I exclaimed, all wide-eyed.
"Yep...it's the Barnum and Bailey, Ringling Brothers, too - the Greatest Show on Earth - see it on the train?"
There it was, in large bold letters, along with pictures of elephants and clowns and horses.
"Can we go closer, Dad?" I asked.
"Sorry, but it's just made a quick stop before going into Canada. You can't board, and it's too dangerous to go closer."
I was disappointed, but that passed quickly. Just to get a chance to see the train was magical. I knew it even then...