I once had a tee-shirt, now long lost, that I picked up at the annual gathering of hobos in Britt, Iowa. On the shirt was an image that showed a hobo with a staff striding down the railroad tracks. Around it were the words “Graduate of the School of Hard Knocks and the University of…
Comments
4 responses to “Even Angels Have to Charge a Fee”
A fair price for saving your bacon I suppose. Great read Kevin.
Damn right! A very fair price for the service!
Wonderful story and title Kevin. It seems that Abe may have wanted more than money – a piece of you for the road 🙂
Denise: I certainly carry a piece of him with me. These days you think you can track anyone down, but Abe and his kind don’t have Facebook accounts. The only way I could find him (and thank him) would be to ride the rails again in the southwest. But it’s a hard life out there and I wonder if he’s still around.