As a kid growing up in Peachtree Hills, just outside of Atlanta, my buddies and I routinely hopped Southern Railway freights into downtown Atlanta. There we explored the city's magnificent railroad stations, Terminal Station and Union Station. So imagine my joy when I went to work for the Burlington Northern Railroad in 1977 to work venerable old F9 locomotives, GP9s (also known as Geeps) and much more. I ended up working all across the West including the Dakotas, Wyoming, Montana, Nebraska and Minnesota. Promoted to conductor in Alliance, Nebraska, I was the boss of the train working in that most wonderful railcar ever made – the caboose, also known as a waycar by my buddies that worked the Chicago Burlington & Quincy. Ultimately, BN gave me the choice between becoming a locomotive engineer or a trainmaster and like a knucklehead, I chose trainmaster, one of the most difficult jobs in the world! I became a trainmaster with the Colorado & Southern Railway in Denver, to work from 6 PM to 6 AM Monday through Saturday. It was a hell of a job and ultimately I took a buyout when the Crew Consist Act was passed and they got rid of the cabooses.