At the age of a few years, I consciously perceived the railway for the first time. In a time without smartphones, laptops, game consoles, etc., there was the leisure activity "looking out of the window". Sitting on the windowsill, I watched many construction workers busy with any kind of work. It was probably the big electrification campaign. Disparingly, the employed guest workers, probably at that time mostly from Italy, were described by many adults as "Itakas". Lack of logical connotations for me at that time, these were the "Mittags" for me.
As I got older, I was drawn closer to the railroad. I spent many hours with my school and railroad friend Martin "at the fence" to watch the goings on the tracks. Later Klaus joined, who now also belongs to our old-master railway friends.
There are pictures of spectators at this fence (probably not just railroad friends), who marveled at the passing of the Rail Zeppelin in the 1930s. I can still remember a lot of people who were waiting in silence for the train, with which the mortal remains of the former Federal President Heinrich Lübke (+ 06 April 1972) were transferred to his home in the Sauerland.