If you’ve ever wondered what happened to some of the people you remembered as a kid, you know, the local big shot sitting on the bench outside the courthouse flipping a quarter, and maybe that friendly lady at the Dairy Queen who’d give you an extra scoop, or that cigar-smoking gas attendant at Sunoco, and how bout that guy you’d hope to see every Saturday about 4:04 p.m. standing on the back of the caboose waving a big wave to you and your friends. They’re all here along with bits and pieces of places and lost faces. Searching For Brakeman is a short, targeted account of jogged memories, wrong turns, and lucky breaks. Take a look and let me know if you meet anyone you’ve forgotten, as you walk yourself down the street in neighborhoods both lost and found. Searching For Brakemen covers a lot of stops, from home and hearth, to careful alleys and hills, to foreign countries with familiar faces. You’ll meet magnificent misfits, passive palukas, and mysterious dames- a couple of talking cats too.
These tall tales taste of mulligan stew. And that’s a dish that stays with you until the end.
