Who is he really?

There is a secret side to the bishop that he doesn't share with many people. You just have to catch him in a weak moment as someone did this last week. In 1939 his grandfather and brother built a train. Not one of those cute model trains that many little boys have, but the kind you ride at an amusement park. Over the years they expanded it, retrieving track from some of the mines around Idaho, until it was 1/3 of mile long, 2 engines, 3 cars and a caboose. The Beazer Short Line departs from the station, taking you past the forest, follows the ditch, then over the bridge, around the horse pasture, back over the bridge, past the repair shed, though the tunnel (aka his shop), past the garden before ending back at the station. People of all ages, colors, sizes and nationalities have been taken for rides. The sound of the engine cranking up brings all kinds of people out of the woodwork, usually neighbors. Today it was a group of lively Achievement day girls. Wow, were they lively. The weather was perfect which made it nice. It will soon be time to put it away for the winter. Since his father died 5 years ago the bishop has been the head engineer. I am just a member of the section crew, and the official gate tender. (sometimes the horses like to wander) Despite the time and work involved it's something we enjoy.