If I had to choose between the two, I’d go for Train 4, the eastbound Southwest Chief, my reason having nothing to do with the scenery en route. Rather, it...

As far back as I can remember—and, trust me, that’s a long way—it was always a big deal whenever I was able to catch a glimpse of the locomotive from...

I spent the summer of 1954 in Germany on an American Field Service program, living with the Handschuh family in Schweinfurt. Every couple of days after breakfast, Frau Handschuh would...

I got an email the other day from someone—a woman— who was aware that Amtrak management has been giving their conductors a hard time. Of course it was a woman...