A few years back, Laura and I were driving west on the Mass Pike on a pilgrimage to see James Taylor at Tanglewood. The traffic just getting off the highway (at the last exit before New York) was backed up for miles. Then it snaked through the back roads of the Berkshires, taking us hours just to get from the Pike to the music. It was worse than any concert at Great Woods or Foxborough, and I haven't seen anything like it in a while.
But as we were leaving
Edaville Railroad in
Carver Saturday night, the super long line of cars flowing in through the side streets reminded us of that JT show. We guessed that the people coming in at 6 p.m. wouldn't be on the holiday-themed ride until 9 that night, taking into account the herd of people and strollers we saw waiting to board one of the two trains in the park.

The scene baffled us. In recent months we had heard Edaville was struggling - it turns out the
amusement park is for sale and if an owner isn't found soon it could close. Laura had never been there. And I had just a few memories while living in Wareham as a tot. With Will around we had an excuse to check it out before who knows what became of the historic landmark.
When we arrived at opening time (Will sporting is corduroy train overalls), we were within the first dozen cars that pulled in. But the staff was positioned like they expected a U2 show. We laughed that they looked a bit optimistic. What was this place anyway? Another
Wally World?
Turns out the creators of Edaville have accurately mapped the inner workings of the minds of 2-year-old boys. There are trains of all sizes - which are pretty much magnets for kids - strategically placed all around. But there is so much more that makes the
not so cheap price of admission worth it. And people in the hundreds of SUVs, mini vans and station wagons pulling in Saturday night knew that. Edaville didn't look like a struggling business to us. In fact, it felt just the opposite - thanks to the geniuses who can read kids' minds.
Of course the iconic 2.5 mile train ride was tons of fun. The train cars are warm and well-maintained with large windows and plenty to look at. It was Will's second train ride (you can read about the first
here) and he was loving it. If you go, just make sure you try to beat the rush for the ride once it gets dark out.
Trains are certainly the park's specialty, including smaller ones that six-foot adults barely fit into.
And bigger ones that don't go anywhere at all. Turns out, Will was obsessed with the smallest trains of all - the small, wooden toy choo choos set up on
Thomas the Tank Engine tracks inside the main building.
Though the ball bit (dubbed a cranberry bog because of that crop's deep roots in the region) distracted him from crowing about having to share Henry, Thomas' green friend, for a few minutes.
There was a fire truck, a giant roller for flattening roads, a working antique carousel, and even a bulldozer, the latter of which Will just recently figured out how to say using three syllables. Santa was there to take present requests and his statue was outside...
Which Will enjoyed posing for by acting like he had just summitted some impressive mountain.
But the moment that tugged on our heartstrings the most was seeing out little boy, who just two years ago couldn't hold his own head up, on a ride by himself. This one was made specially for the little kids. Beforehand, we were sure he would freak out and we'd have to stop the ride to comfort him. But he loved it. And he didn't need help from us. It's the kind of moment that reminds us we'll be teaching him to drive and sending him off to college in a blink of an eye.
Hopefully, between now and then we'll be able to return to Edaville to make a few more memories. There's a sign on the premises that says: "It's not Christmastime until you've been to Edaville." Maybe the genius of Edaville is not just catering to kids, but subliminally reaching their parents who long for those special times together as a family.
Edaville gets our MA351 stamp of approval. Please visit so they're overwhelmed with support, convincing a solid buyer to come forward, which will force this wonderful place to stay open indefinitely.
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