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Hey Ya'll It's me again. I have just returned from school. It was a drag. We had to do a science project and our group had to make a diorama of a river. I used model water, and the base was styroafaom. BAD MISTAKE. When I returned to school the next day (I have science last), I found that instead of it hardening in the styrofoam base, it had soaked through and dripped over the edges of the chair it was sitting on in the back room. It had hardend on the chair and The chair looked like the roof of a fake house in a christmas villiage. It was disatorous. We were told that if we put a layer or two of rubber cement, it wouldn't leak through. We did that, and I am going to buy another bottle tonight. (And some peices of plastic for the base. Any way, Back to the story I started earlier. After that night, my new friend and I spent every possible hour, inute, second, and millisecond out in his garden. I saw a trestle fire caused by my Mamod (I sold i, It was an old one that I had bought, I want to buy a new one though). My mamod had run smoothly and without a problem until It stopped on his trestle and caught fire. We didn't bother to put out the fire, because it was over a 4ft deep lake. When the tresle and my scratchbuilt stock ($ cars, I hated them anyway) had burned, what was left of the trele, and my train including my mamod "took the plunge" so to speak into the lake. I didn't car as long as it was a live steamer and It made a lovely splash as the mamod and the remnants of my train and the trestle fell in to the pond. A few months later, I got a letter saying that my friend died in a car crash and we were to attend the funeral in Denver. We arrived at his house to see many bored children sitting around while their parnets talked. My friends wife asked me to take the children out to the railroad (It was much warmer outside thatnk god) and run the trains for them. I was extreamly happy and the children were allowed to do what they wished exept touch the trains in the railroad. One kid tried to touch the Aster 2-6-0, but burnt his hand. When he was taken in, I explained that thats why you don't touch the trains Live Steam or Not. I didn't get the trains like I expected I would, but they were distributed among the grand children. I was happy for them though, and didn't say a word. It was a sad day when my friend died. I still feel sad when I think about him and thats what prevented me from going to the National Garden Railroad Convention in Denver. But I would've gone though. But that and my parents wouldn't let me go. Nick
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