Mike, I'm sure folks other than just myself are happy you to have given you some insite and appreciation of steam locos and that bygone era.
At 67 years old I can remember back to 1951, high above the railroad tracks in Spokane, WA. I think I lived on 9th St. just a couple of blocks from the tracks. I remember many days sitting there watching the steamers come round the bend and roll on by, whistle blowing. If the wind was right a face full of steam was a possibility. One summer day sitting there in anticipating another show a new low rumbling sound was heard. Around the bend came I sight I'd never seen, or heard. Gone was the chuff and accompanying sounds and vapors. Instead a different sound and something unable to instill wonder in a 6 year old's eyes. The engineer and fireman always waved as did the conductor if he saw us. No wave from this new loco. The next day the same, no steam.
You know? I never went back. In fact my next train adventure happened 55 years later when I discovered model railroading.
Jim