Safety sucks

Discussion in 'Hangar Talk' started by Sundancer, Jan 1, 2018.

  1. mscard88

    mscard88 Ejection Handle Pulled

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    My first was a POS '56 Mercury 2-door, black and white. Had fun in that big back seat though. I paid either $60 or 80 for it 1967. Something like this without the skirts and continental kit on it. On the two doors buddy and me painted the band name on it in psychedelic lettering, "The Psychotics". Man my old man was po'd and wanted it out from in front of his house. Went into the military soon after.

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    Paulie Line Up and Wait

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    During the summer it was "be home for supper" as we took off on our bicycles. Seven years old up to our own devices all day, no adults.
     
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    That, and after supper it was, "Where ever you are when the street lights turn on, start making your way home."
     
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    We walked the tracks into town all the time. One day we were at the switch as the train was switching to the track that took it north towards our homes that was maybe 10 miles away. We stuck our thumps out. Some dude sticks his head out of the locomotive pulling this train. He had a camera around his neck and told us to jump on the caboose as it came by. As the caboose approached the train started to slow so we jumped on and walked into the caboose. The man in the caboose looked at us from around a corner in the caboose yelling at us boys. What in the he## are you boys doing here. I said a man in the engine told us to jump on, he had a camera around his neck. The man in the caboose told us boys, he said, do you know who that is? Of course we did not. I said no. He said that is the president of the railroad. He radios up to the locomotive. He asks where do we live. I told him my home was right next to the tracks about 10 miles ahead. As we approach my Italian mother was out in the yard in her bikini hanging close on the line. The dudes in the locomotive just keep blowing the horn trying to get her attention. We exit and I run up and tell mom we just hitched a ride on a freight train and they stopped and let us off. She said I wondered why they kept blowing that horn. I was 12 when this happened in 1972.
     
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