How the mighty hath fallen. Bearing evidence of its short-lived 5600 number this ex-demo unit is a lowly yard switcher bearing evidence of South Louisville's make-do modifications. She won't las... (more)

Laying over.

Union plated over the side cab window on this unit but left the rear windows for some strange reason. Her she's getting ready to go to work early on a summer morning. I really like the extra wal... (more)

The slug running in front of the mother unit imparted a distinctive look of length and power to this combination. It didn't get much better than a day in Barstow, finding a good spot, shooting pi... (more)

For three years I lived about 10 miles away from where this little beauty (note the polished bell) switched out in the open for all to see. I got there about twice. Picture me kicking myself rep... (more)

Apparently still in service up to the end of the Rock. They was po!

Three trains awaiting crews, back in the days of coal, as the sun weakly peers through the humid haze draped over the Appalachian hills. "It's going to be another scorcher", as the old ... (more)

This old boxcab has been knocking around since the late 1920s. It now gets the small trains.

The local was dead on the law again and the train sat the night. I'm not sure why but the unit took about an hour to quit running evidently from fuel starvation. For some reason NS did not like ... (more)

A passenger B-unit on a great ATSF train.

USS once had a rather large coal operation in this little town. Here a classic industrial locomotive setup shows the unit with a brake trailer, a block heater cord for a weekend shutdown and a ex... (more)

Imagine my surprise at finding this one one a kind just by chance one day on a visit to the yard. Never figured out the bulge on the side and why the unit sounded like an RS-3 instead of an RS-11... (more)

This friendly engineer gave this lowly OT a tour of the yard and spotted the locomotive for a shot. I even had a short cab ride. Over the years I've lost his name, if you know it please add a co... (more)

Just sitting there on the ex-NYC main, they were, actually lettered, with huge sheet metal skin transplants and rags sealing the rust holes, looking anachronistic and living on borrowed time.

Set out for unknown reason.