Because that was the job—not just moving people from A to B, but keeping them safe, calm, and on time. Diana Rider, train conductor. She knew every bend in the track. And more importantly, she knew when to slow down, and when to fly.

A passenger gasped. Diana straightened her cap and announced over the intercom: “Ladies and gentlemen, just a little wildlife delay. We’ll be back on schedule in two minutes.”

At Milepost 47, near the old trestle bridge, a deer froze on the tracks. Diana felt the lurch before the horn even sounded. She braced herself in the vestibule, radio in hand. “Easy now,” she said quietly, as if the deer could hear. The engineer braked just in time. The deer bolted into the trees.