Spitball Army

Irondale is the small city immediately east of the city of Birmingham’s Crestwood neighborhood, which is where I live. To call Irondale a city seems perhaps faulty, as it has as its center a sleepy little train-stop of a village. But, due to its acreage and the fact that it is indeed incorporated, it is […]

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The train rolls through at midnight, its horn blasting, “Don’t even dream of getting in my way!” I can’t dream if I can’t sleep.

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I found something when I opened up my lunch. Right in the middle of the box was a twenty dollar bill and a quarter. I wonder how they got there.

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[Written to Alice in Acton, Indiana.  Return addressed: Richard, Ward 11, U.S.N.H., St. Albans, L.I., N.Y.  Postmarked at Jamaica, N.Y., on 7 Feb 1946 at 6 P.M.] Feb. 7, 1946 Hello Sweetheart,      Do you remember what that “Hello” is supposed to mean?  Well, thank goodness there weren’t many letters that I had to use it […]

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For the first half of the trip I was watching the time-table with one eye and my watch with the other. You could set your watch by that train.

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Got northbound accomodations, riding with two peckerwoods. Am hungry, must have dropped my nosebag when I flipped this rattler. • From the Wikipedia entry for “Wobbly lingo:” Wobbly lingo is a collection of technical language, jargon, and historic slang used by the Industrial Workers of the World, known as the Wobblies, for more than a […]

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Shall we start off with the bad news first? Well – here it is! There will be no furlough.

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Well, my watch crystal came off. Then I started to wind it and the main spring is broken. I guess I don’t need to know what time it is anyway. I’ll be going by the bugles before long anyway.

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