My friend Maureen and her large family had a beautiful fifteen acre farm along the Thompson River in BC. They accessed their land by crossing a major rail line. Eventually track expanded and the rail company forced my friend and their neighbours off their properties. They were paid for the land but not for their homes. It would be up to the home owners to sell and move their buildings, intact or for scrap; if left the rail company would tear them down. This was my friend's dream home, only about ten years old. I think I painted this as a way for me to mourn their loss.