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Years ago I worked for Rail Bearing Service here in North Little Rock. We remaned many bearings for MOPAC/UP. On Saturdays if we didn't work I had to go in and check the equipment and such. There was a big field next to the shop and right behind us was the railroad yard. I usually tried to take Sasha (my first Doberman) and let her play in the big field. She loved to run and I could trust her to come when called. She was an excellent dog and knew how to behave. She ran across this guy laying down in the big field. So I went over and let him know she was a good dog and he was ok. We began to talk and I found out he was a hobo. All he had with him was a bedroll and a few small things he could carry in a small sack. He told me he had been doing that for years and usually didn't have any problems. He was headed to Texas. He had been up north. I never saw him again after that and have always wondered about him. <br /> <br />When I was little we had a hobo knock on a neighbors's door and ask for food. It really scared her and she called over to our house so we could keep an eye out for him and make sure she was ok too. I don't remember much more than that about it. <br /> <br />I guess there are more around than we can imagine. It might be fun for a little while but not for long. Sorry, I need a roof over my head and food in my mouth. I don't think Duchess would care much for it either. She is too spoiled already. It would worry my mother sick so I guess I will keep my job and house and stay right here. [:)] [;)]
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