Railroad Stories: Classmate's Illness Led to Clickety-Clack Adventure

Clickety-clack memory goes back to the 1920s

| Good Old Days

There have been many high points in my life that have left an unforgettable memory, and this clickety-clack memory takes me back to early school years in the 1920s. I had not been in school long, when someone in my classroom became ill, and they sent our whole class home.

We lived on Lake Street, about a mile from town. To reach the main part of town from our house, you could either follow the road around the lake, or take a short cut by way of the railroad tracks. The tracks cut through the lake with a culvert to let the water flow freely between the small body of water and the large area of water, which was the lake proper. It was a lot shorter to walk the tracks instead of following the road, so most everyone on our street used this route to go to town, or for us to go to school.

Our town was a railroad center, so the one set of tracks entering town quickly spread out into six or eight sets going toward the round house and railroad station. We children always walked the back tracks when possible, as it was safer. They were less likely to be in use, and they came out where we could follow a path to the back of the school.

The day they sent our class home, I didn't know what I should do. I had never walked to or from school alone before. I thought I could go into my sister's room and wait for her, but they said I couldn't. So I bravely set out for home. About halfway there, I could hear the sound of an oncoming train. It was only an engine being used to make up a train in the yard.

Then I heard a man's voice.

"Little girl, what are you doing all alone?"

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