There is a large train yard in North Minneapolis, not far from where I grew up. When I was young there would often be isolated cars sitting on dead-end spurs, cars that were obsolete or otherwise unneeded. They were a great photo opportunity, although our budget for film was exceedingly small, I’ve only got a couple of negatives remaining of this caboose. It still had some of the furnishings that made it a “home” for train crews, it would have been fun to convert on of these to a lake cabin.
Nowadays, cabooses are a thing of the past; a little radio box on the last car of a train is all that’s needed.