Dome cars; childhood flashback. My father was a train buff, and one year in the early sixties, when I was about ten, he took the family on a Christmas trip from St. Louis to Chicago on the Blue Bird Special, complete with dome car, to visit friends there. It left St. Louis around midnight, which was really something for us kids to be up that late and going on such an exciting trip. Pullman sleepers and dome car; I’ll never forget it.
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