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QUOTE: Originally posted by edblysard Hi Blue, When we see them in a trailing unit, and its a bum, or a realitive of Mr Cellphone, we leave them be, call the gumshoes, and make arangements for them to meet us at a certain crossing, and we stop the train where they are waiting, guys on each side of the locomotives. Havent had one fight yet, they go pretty quitely. If its a kid, joyriding, we usually go get them, bring them into the cab, chew their butt up and down for a while. The we put then off at the next crossing with warnings that next time we call the cops. Havent had a repeater. In the yard, if we see them in a car, we keep on switching till we get down to that car, then drag it up in front of the tower, where we have the gumshoes waiting. Because we are a switching road, we really dont have main line per se, but we get our share of these dummies. We did have a pair of real hobos get on a leading unit that was dragging a switch cut out, demanding to know where "this train is going" They picked the wrong train, our engineer then was a ex Louisiana State fullback, and, after they ignored his request to get off the locomotive, he really and truly threw them off, while it was running about ten mph. Just picked them up and chunked them over the railing. Along with you, I would like to hear how wasbash would deal with them on a long distance run, out in the middle of the boonies! Stay Frosty, Ed
QUOTE: Originally posted by jhhtrainsplanes 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. 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. 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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QUOTE: Originally posted by UPTRAIN The 6936 is the only operating one today...at 98 feet long it's like a diesel Big Boy...I ran it once back last February on a UP inspection train....ALL HAIL THE POWER!!!!!!! *(Tim Allen Growl)*
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