Tag: rails

• At the End of the Train

  Those who lived within earshot of the railroad would usually be put to sleep by the clacking of the iron wheels passing over the rail joints.  It was an age-old rhythm, a song often without words. It drew the listeners away from their world.  Where was the train bound?  Where did it come from?  Hank,…

  patrickjegan

  December 18, 2012

  Writing About Rails

  caboose, lonely men, rails, trains