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  Submitted by Jason french (Milford, Milford, OH) on May 19th, 2011 - 10:34 am EST
  It has been my honor to work at Union Terminal now for six years. It was in my first few months working in the History Museum that I was asked a question by a grandmother who had her granddaughter with her that day. She asked where you used to catch the train. (I am ashamed to say at the time I did not know and had to ask a co-worker myself) Then she explained that the last time she had been Union Terminal was 1941. Her family had all came to she her Father off, he was in the Army and she was nine years old. She told us that they walked down a long ramp to a very crowded platform, and that she could barely see her father as he boarded the train, and she never saw him again.
  I realized then that she wanted to share that story with her grandchild and if possible stand in that same place with her. I also realized that this place was much more then just a train station to her, and it had become an important part of her personal history and who she was. I then thought about the many hundreds of thousands of people who had the own stories. I knew then and there that I worked somewhere very special and I better take the time to try and understand just how unique it truly is. I believe that Cincinnati Union Terminal is testament to our ingenuity and sacrifice. It is a monument from our past and a repository of our hope and dream thought and accomplishments. That is my Union Terminal.