Make Yourself At Home

"I crouched quietly in the patch of tall weeds. Around me fell the shadow of the viaduct that carried a highway over the railroad yards. From the edge of the yards, I squinted as I watched the railroad cars being switched from track to track. As hard as it was for me to look at into the late summer sun, I knew nyone in the sun would have a hard time seeing me in the shade. Cars and trucks were rolling over the viaduct, but what occupied my attention was the dark cool corridor underneath it, where I hoped to intercept my train." ~Ted Conover

So begins Ted Conover's Rolling Nowehere, a book about riding the rails with America's hoboes. It seems like as good a start as any to a blog dedicated to nostalgic reminiscenses and a tribute to those who survived hard times on society's outer fringe. Welcome to Hobo Junction. We're hoping it becomes a warm hearth where you can rest a spell, dry your wet socks and shoes, and enjoy a few morsels of hope, the essential fuel of life.

Get some shuteye if you need it. The next train will be along shortly.