Hard to beat that one Wanswheel....last photograph Apr. 9, 1865..thanks.
Firelock76- however...your best bud Shotgun Charlie gets a wish so perhaps you could convince him to go to your second choice...because we are interested.
My second choice, welllllllll since you forced it out of me...
Ashland, Virginia, 1943, anytime during the year. On the two track main line of the Richmond, Fredericksburg and Potomac Railroad. RF&P is the only ball game in town connecting Richmond and Washington, a 100 mile racetrack where the freight and passenger trains HAVE to move, no ifs, ands or buts. We're in the middle of World War Two and the trains, all steam-powered, are coming through one every fifteen minutes, both northbound and southbound, 24 hours a day, although three hours out of that 24 would be more than enough.
The downside, because there is one you know, is phantom that I am I'm looking at the troop trains and I know a lot of those kids won't be coming home. Most will of course, but still there will be mothers and fathers somewhere left with a heartache only the grave will erase. It would spoil the fun a bit.
Sorry if I bummed everyone out here. Would you like a third choice?
And Miningman, "Erie-Lackawanna" may not get everyone excited, but at least it sounds like a real railroad, not like it's erstwhile replacement, "New Jersey Transit."