Below is a picture of my Grandparents house in Rantoul. If the picture is a little fuzzy, the green dot is their house. Just to the right of their house, coming slightly diagonally, is a set of train tracks that I loved whenever we would visit. I would hear the train and try to see the train go by if I could. To the left of their house is a park were I would walk down and play on when I could. It had a large wooden fort type contraption that kept a kid happy for hours. The small lake adjacent to it had fish in it, but I can never remember fishing there. I only remember fishing at my grandparent's lake property.