It is very likely that this is the first view my Dad ever had of Albuquerque, riding the train across American more than three score years ago, a Pennsylvania boy on his way to California for the first time. I didn’t mean to get his reflection in the picture. In fact, I didn’t even notice it until I was downloading ’em just now. When I took it, I was thinking, “This is the first view lots of people have had of Albuquerque, coming in on the train.”
It didn’t occur to me at the time that Dad was one of them.