My earliest memory is being held by one of my male relatives….either my father, my uncle or my grandfather….standing beside a railroad track.  The train arriving must have really frightened me with its size, its closeness and noise for the memory to be so firmly lodged in my memory.  With my Mother’s help in figuring out the time sequence of events, the event was determine to have happened when I was 18 months old.

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