Reader Rob sent in this train memory:

In 1955 it was Lead switching in the class yard in snow and the rain. Feeling a tug on my coat one winter night while checking the skates in the bowl yard…it was a flat car rolling silently by…snow covered and all but invisible. Bucking the extra board w/8 hours off and lucking out getting a 11:45 pm transfer…beats lead switching. Having to pull a little waste from a journal to start the fire in the stove for the foreman after making up a train in the eastbound yard.
Doubling over tracks to make up a westbound in the departure yard…with all the cold and snow and sleet…I really don’t miss it all that much.