I've loved the sights and sounds of trains since I was about 3 years old.
We lived next to a railroad crossing at the time and I would wave to the conductor late at night hoping he would see me and blast the horn. He always did and in my mind it was because I was waving....it was most likely because he was approaching a crossing.
This museum has a large collection of really old original trains. See how big they are next to my Dad?
He was really impressed with this one...it's one of the first trains to ever run between Philly and New York around 1835. This one is a replica and on loan from the Smithosonian.