The VCR by Carlos Najera

We had two railroads running through our County.

The Southern Pacific passed through our town coming from Los Angeles on its way to San Francisco and back. It had a whistle and a Bell and a cow catcher in front. Each one of these locomotive engines had its own distinct sound.

After a while I was able to tell them apart as easily as I could identify my friends and neighbors in town. I could tell which locomotive it was without even looking. I even knew who the engineer and the conductors were on each train.


The local railroad was called the Ventura County Railroad. They carried passengers to Port Hueneme and back. They also ran lines to the sugar the factory and to some of the other farms and orchards. There were many citrus orchards and they ran lines to the packing houses.


I was also able to tell the time by the sounds of the trains. Who needs a watch?





About jedwardnajera

I am an artist and a Poet. I live the life of a poet. I published several novels. Nena the Fairy and the Iron Rose, Dust of the Moon are among them, available through Amazon Books. I have spent over thirty five years in a classroom. I am now retired from that profession. My father kept a living record of his lifetime as he lived through the Twentieth Century. He was born in 1908 and almost lived long enough to see us enter the new millennium. He entrusted to me nearly 400 pages that he wrote through the years. Now I am continuing the tradition by posting my own stories and misadventures. I am trying to post a new entry or chapter each Friday. Check in on us at least once a week for the latest post.
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