It's Sunday. Wonderfuly sunshine, cool crisp air and Dad took me to Burger King and then to watch the trains at Bracken, Texas.
A little durther down the road we found the Pumpkin patch at Brackenridge. Dad let me pick out a pumpkin.
On the way we stopped and waited for the train we saw at lunch time. As the engine came by the engineer gave the horn a couple extra 'toots' because he remembered us waiting by him at lunch.