Seventy years ago this month, Ruohomaa drove a short distance down the coast while visiting his parents in Rockville, Maine to watch the activity in and around Waldoboro’s train station. These were everyday scenes which showed, among other things, mail and freight being unloaded, tickets being sold, and forms of pre-radio communication (Morse code via telegraph, notes passed from platform to conductor). There are portraits of the station agent himself, handling a range of responsibilities and overseeing a small crew in this small depot, near the end of the era for passenger rail service in this part of the country.