Here's the pride of ol' First Street Yard, Jim Flannery, doing some
"PR" work with a visitor from Japan.
Now retired, Jim, an ex New Haven
man, was a great guy to work with and always had a
"railroad tale to tell."
My favorite were the stories
about the Brakeman John Cotter. A big gruffy backwoods type man with
a long beard and strange habits, Jim was one of the few who felt a
need to know this guy.
One day Jimmy was driving John
Cotter home from Readville Yard and he asked Jim to pull over. Jim
pulled over and Cotter got our of the car and picked up a dead
squirrel lying in the middle of the road.
Jim asked, "What in God's
name are you going to do with that dead thing John?"
Cotter's reply......"I'm having it for dinner."
As Jimmy would say........"Feel sorry for the poor
fella......That's his wayyyyyyyyy."