Matt & Paul after The Train

This is my brother, Paul, and I. I was probably 9, Paul 5. We had been walking with our Dad over the train trestle in the background. When we were half way across it, we heard a train, and in Stand By Me fashion, we ran back trying not to get our feet caught between the railroad ties. We made it of course, and you can see from our faces why it's been a classic family story ever since.