Bless me father for I have sinned. I have trespassed on my fellow railroad. I have wished evil on those who have trespassed in front of me on my fellow railroad. I have coveted my neighbor's railroad. I have used your name in vain when the train didn't show up before dark. I have asked for our Mother of Blessed Acceleration during train chases. I have touched my telephoto lens in an impure manner. I have asked eternal damnation on those responsible for the end of Kodachrome.
Our Father, who art in La Grange, Dilworth be thy name. Thy Geeps may come, thy will be done, on Cajon as it is on Stevens. Give us this day, our daily Toaster, and forgive those who have cut up steam, for they know not what they are doing. Bless those who keep 4449 running, and protect those who will damn her, for they know not what they are doing. Amen...