Last week my eight year old son, took his first trip with VIA Rail, and now the train belongs to only him. I admit, he does have train-ing in his blood. My brother is the biggest train aficionado around, so it is only natural for his nephew to feel that same enthusiasm about riding the rails.
As we waited on the platform last Wednesday morning, I knew my son was excited. Yet, I was blown away by the pure look of wonderment that came across his face, as the train came into our little country town and emerged through the roadway underpass.
Even as an adult, there is something about the power of a train that always commands attention. So, I can only imagine the feeling, being in my son's shoes, that early morning.
Matthew loved sitting in his window seat and watching as the countryside flashed by. In fact, he took a camera with him to take pictures of the sights of the big city. Yet, when he returned home, all of his photos were of either of the inside of the train, or taken looking out his window.
What would you say was the highlight of the trip for my eight year old boy?
A trip such as this was a memory-maker for a lot of the children in my son's class. For several of those kids this was their first experience with the passenger train. I am sure that many of them, (like my son) was bit by the 'train bug' and found a new passion.
The school children even gathered during the following day to pose for a picture, to send to VIA, as their little way of saying thank you for the Toronto Windsor ticket and for graciously welcoming them aboard.
Matthew's first trip on the train will certainly not be his last! I think this was only the beginning of a beautiful relationship.