We had lots more experience with railroads in days past, and I miss it now.
My Dad's oldest sister was married to a high ranking official in the Baltimore & Ohio Railroad. Unfortunately, he died of heart failure when I was about 3 years old. I inherited his gold watch and a number of papers that I later donated to the B&O Railroad museum.
B&O Railroad Museum
My mother's older sister was married to a train engineer who was killed in a train wreck when I was pretty small. I remember going with him to the turntable in Oklahoma once.
My father-in-law retired from the railroad as a welder repairing damaged coal cars in Princeton, WV.
My paternal grandfather hauled mail between the Post Office and the train station (10 trains a day, 7 days a week) in Ardmore, OK, from 1943 until trains quit hauling mail. When I was a kid, I always liked going with him "to meet the train."
I worked 5 years for the Dallas Post Office in the Terminal Annex next to the train station, and sometimes had to go out to the train myself to send or receive extra valuable items.
Yep, I miss the trains, especially the old steam engines.