Riding the Train
MarkD published on October 4, 2025Lets go back again to when I was about three years old, I remember Mama and I went to visit Uncle Otis and Aunt Flora (Flo) in Coffeeville Kansas (After looking at a map, I think it must have been further north than Coffeeville). To do that, we must have gone on a train to Iola, a town east of Yates Center Then there was an interurban car or cars which was just equal to the simplest of street cars to the best of my knowledge, in other words a trolley line from Iola towards Coffeeville. It seems to me like it was something like 20 miles. The cars were open cars or maybe they could have been enclosed but at least they ran along with the windows open and the wind blowing in. It was in the summer time because a man's straw hat blew off his head and out of the car. They stopped the train and let him go back and get it.