It started with a fortuitous drop of a radish into the split-leather pouch of my trusty slingshot. Fast forward two decades. This is a running compilation of snapshots and notes from days gone by.
Saturday, March 11, 2006
Conductor seeks part time work
For the past 3 summers I was a part time train conductor at KidWorks Canyon near Durango. Unfortunately I was fired this past August. Yeah. I inadvertantly hit a switch with my knee and sent myself and a carload of 33 screaming children on a horrifying, god-awful, downward hell-shot through thick pine into a gorge. Although there were no casualties, the kids were scratched up like they'd been thrown into a cage with 900 chickens.
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