The train is not what it used to be
Not unlike visiting with an old friend who has not aged well, the train, while retaining some of of its mystique, is not the experience it once was.
THE CANADIAN, NORTHERN ONTARIO—When I was three years old in Montreal, my father would take my brother and me to the CP rail station in nearby Montreal West. We would watch, fascinated, as the trains came in and out of the station, many of them steam engines.
Two years later, we moved within a bl...
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