I Found a 15-Year-Old Boy Hiding in the Nose of My Locomotive, 200 Miles From Anywhere in the Rocky Mountains. He Said If I Stopped the Train, He’d Jump
I drive freight trains through the Rocky Mountains. Ten thousand tons, two miles long, through tunnels and canyons where no road goes. One night, in the middle of the Moffat Tunnel route, my conductor opened the nose door of the lead locomotive and found a boy curled up inside with a backpack and a black eye.
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