ABSTRACT
When I think back to my earliest childhood, the images that flash through my memory are usually associated with journeys and moving from one place to another. In these mind pictures, more often than not, we are travelling or preparing to travel somewhere, or have just arrived somewhere else. Today I have difficulty in distinguishing what I saw and experienced in person from what I heard from my parents, but it seems to me that as I see the scenes appearing and disappearing, I can also hear the snorting of horses, the creaking of carts, the rattle of train wheels, and whistles of locomotives.
