I too remember a nice summer day out there being pulled in one of those (I think there were two on the train) refurbished commuter cars.

I also remember clearly that the staff did not like me standing looking out the rear vestibule window down the line. They said that it was dangerous to be standing anywhere on the train and I would be removed if I was caught there a third time.

I did manage to get a killer photo of my dad at the front steps of the Alco looking as if he owned the place!