Varminator wrote: I have a friend that has taken Cruz out duckhunting, and said he was a good man and he supported Cruz, But Now supports Trump. He knows to stop bad mouthing and to jump on the "Train" !!!
"Jump on the train"
Trains are pretty cool, and I have some fun train stories. I have ridden passenger trains and freight trains also.
If you don't want to be bored, don't read this story. I am writing it just to re-live a fun memory. And maybe include some observations about jumping on a train.
This is a true story from when I was eighteen.
I was riding my bicycle across Wyoming. Heading south toward Rock Springs the wind was against me and I was peddling hard as I could just to get walking speed. I ran out of water and felt like I was going to die. I remember coming to some kind of ditch with muddy water in it, and water never tasted so good.
Finally in Rock Springs, I slept in a park and upon leaving realized I had lost my wallet. Now I had no money. I peddled to Rawlins and there I heard some one call my name! It was my Aunt from Sacramento. Her and my uncle were passing through. They bought me a bowl of soup and soup never tasted so good. I know this sounds impossible. It felt impossible then and still sounds impossible to me. But it happened.
I finally made it to the border of Nebraska and I was so weary and discouraged and knew I needed some help. Then I saw a freight train going slowly by, and I got the obvious idea. I saw a car for hauling pigs. Looked like I could get the latch open. It was cleaned with clean sand on the floors.
I ran beside the train and got the door opened. Then ran back and got my bike, then ran up and got my pack in, ran and got my bike, caught up and got my bike in. Then jumped on the train. I crawled up toward the front, Layed down and fell asleep, exhausted.
When I woke up, it was dark. I had absolutely no idea how far I had gone, or even what direction. I had no idea where I was or where I was going. We went through a small town. I saw two people with bicycles waiting for the train to pass. I shouted to them "where am I?"
It looked like they heard me, but they only stared as if to say, "you are on a train!"
So Varminator, I am studying on the train you speak of. I am wondering if it is like Josh Turner's train, or maybe like Curtis Mayfeild's train, and certainly not like Adolf Eichmann's train.
But I will be studying on it because I know some things about trains.
If it's moving, either you can get on, or you can't. But you can always get off. But I know that if you get off and it is going faster than you thought, it's gonna leave a mark.
It takes a long time for a train to stop, if you want to get off safely.
If you decide to get on; don't fall asleep, unless you don't care where it goes. It may not go where you hoped it would. It's getting dark, but it's not dark yet.
