I've been a bit busy lately, so I've been just doing the simpler posts about that book. I know that might be getting to be a drag, so here is a musical break. He's a local guy (to me anyway).
It gets around to asking a musical/theological question.
For those of you or don't like waiting for YouTube to load, or don't like folk music, its the story of his grandfather who used to work in a railroad yard, back when hobos rode the trains. He would look the other way when they snuck into the roundhouse for the night.
Well I asked my saviour, what should I do?
If I'm caught helping hobos, my job could be through
And I heard the answer, so clear and so bright
Are my hobos sleeping in your roundhouse tonight?
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