I still remember when my grandfather took a wide-eyed 5-yr old down to the Ohio River’s edge to watch the Delta Queen arrive in Marietta.
Steam calliope going strong, flags waving in the breeze, and my grandfather telling me that history isn’t just something you read about in a book, that it is something that people lived, and deserves preserving.
Last time I was on a steam paddlewheeler I spent most of my time in the engine room where they let me look around and ask questions. If you like mechanical contraptions, that is the place to visit.