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Find my Dad’s stories, or stories about him under categories:
“True Railroad Stories”
“Greens From Daddy’s Patio”
In audio 4, when I was referring to Charleston, I meant to mention that I’ve noticed that lot of people enjoy visiting historic cemeteries where they like to do grave rubbings.
Of course, I got sidetracked with the ghost story!
Anyway, I saw a lot of people doing grave rubbings at one of the churches there. I cannot be bothered to google this, but I think it had something to do with the French Hugenots .
Also the area that I mentioned downtown where the African Americans were doing traditional African basket weaving was previously used to sell slaves; it is known as The Charleston City Market: https://www.thecharlestoncitymarket.com/
I couldn’t find much history on it though. I just remember it being quite classy. I do not think it had the “Belmond” name when I stayed there. If anybody knows anything about it, please let me know. Peace, LadyG
True Railroad stories are written by my father, who tells funny, thought-provoking, and heartwarming stories about his time as a Railroad Conductor in Georgia from the 1960’s through the 1990’s.
For train enthusiasts, Daddy was a freight train conductor.
But, before we go on, I just wanted to invite you to check out a couple of his previously posted stories, which include topics like fireflies and coal!
If you like those, you can search for more of his stories under the category titled “True Railroad Stories” (Go to the right panel, scroll down )
Today, it’s Christmas in April on Easter Sunday!
Not for Daddy, best believe he has his reasons 😉
Chile, that’s just how we do it on Seek The Best Blog!
Take it away Daddy!
It was early one cold and windy morning in December when we saw it beside the track.
It was the biggest deer with the largest antlers any of us had ever seen–and working on the railroad, we had seen many.
Even though several cars had passed within a few feet of him, the deer made no attempt to move.
It was common for wild animals to cross the tracks in front of moving trains when they were blinded by the engine headlight, so we determined that he must have been injured by one of the trains that sped through during the night before.
After a brief conversation amongst ourselves as to what to do, we decided to stop the train and go back to further investigate.
So we did.
As we walked back from the engine, we approached the deer, who was sitting in a position like a dog would take while begging for scraps at the dinner table.
It was obvious he had injuries to his hind legs.
Someone commented on how large he was.
I am over 6 feet tall, and his antlers stretched well over my head!
After discussing what to do, one of the crew members said, “We can’t leave him like that…the humane thing to do is to finish him off …a horrible thing to do, but the right thing.”
So the one of us, who had the coldest heart, suggested striking him on the head with a metal tipped air hose from the caboose.
I’m sorry to report that this harsh suggestion was implemented.
Afterward, we loaded the “lifeless” deer on back of the caboose.
We then proceeded to a small town not far away.
When we stopped at the town depot, we decided to call the ranger station and report the incident.
After hearing the story, they elected to send a pick-up truck to the depot to recover the deer and maybe give the meat to a needy family.
Shortly, one of the rangers drove up and we all loaded the deer in the back of the truck.
As the truck was leaving, someone shouted, “Look at that!”
To our surprise, the deer was standing up on all four legs!
And, before we knew it, he leaped from the truck across one lane and a side walk to the grass where he disappeared into the woods!
To us, he seemed to be flying!
The distance was so great, it was almost as if he was big and strong enough to pull a sleigh from roof top to roof top!
And I’m convinced that he did!
-The Railroad Conductor
Lord have mercy! Looks like Daddy’nem done ran up on one of Santa’s helpers!
I’m still pissed off at the cold hearted crew member who tried to “finish the job!”
In my mind, I believe that beautiful woodland creature is still very much alive, well, and happily awaiting his next trip with dear St. Nick….in about 8 months time. LOL!!!