

Stories from a Retired Locomotive Engineer / Motorcycle Touring/ Grandfather
Tomorrow it will no longer be legal for me to use my camera on a moving train. I've removed my movies from You Tube and will not be posting new photos taken from the cab unless I am stopped and other duties permit. So obviously I'll only be able to take movies from the cab if I'm deadheading by train in the rear units. It happens but not often.It is 1283 days from today until I retire.
Or 3 years, 6 months, 5 days including the end date.
But who's counting?
Of course my 401k is DOWN 30.2% since the first of Jan so I may have to work forever.














on duty 2008/02/02 0001 - off duty 2008/02/02 0710
Left, I call it lone tree... it's at the top of the first summit of Winston hill looking back to the west.

Last year on our way back from Memphis we made our way to Bonne Terre, MO... the place of my Grandfather's birth. It was raining and I chanced upon an old farmhouse with tall bird house on the porch. I got out of the car to take a picture and a short time later the farmer shows up. Wondering what's going on I explained that I was taking a picture of the birdhouse. He sees my Montana plates and wonders out loud why we are in the middle of Missouri nowhere. I tell him we are looking for the Turley Cemetery and I ask him if he knows any Turley's in the area. He turns to his grandson and tells him, "You may want to go get your Grandma" Turns out she is my 5th cousin. I didn't expect to find my Grandfather's or his fathers grave. He isn't buried here. But I did find my Great-great grandfathers grave. It has regenerated my interest in the family history project. That, and my little grandaughter is visiting from Memphis... she has to go home in a few days.