Blow Your Whistle at my Mules

Maybe the mules and I have been alone too long. Maybe I’m childish. Who cares. Fist-pumping the Nebraska sky to get a coal train to blow its whistle at the mules and me amuses the hell out of me.

That ol’ train whistle sure makes me smile. I hope it does you, too.

Whistle Post Script

The whistle blowing caper happened in the Sand Hills of Nebraska. The mules and I have since traveled to eastern Wyoming.

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Julia
4 years ago

Man that Pete guy writes well!

Pete
Pete
4 years ago
Reply to  Julia

If he could write as well as his mentors, J and B, he wouldn’t be making kindling for a living!!!
Miss you both!

Julia
4 years ago
Reply to  Pete

Some fancy 8@^%$! kindling for a platinum parlor stove that Pete guy makes!

Pete
Pete
4 years ago

I grew up not far from the railroad tracks, not close enough to feel the vibrations, but close enough to hear the whistle. I’ve always loved trains, not the romantic steam blowing and fire belching ones of old, but the work trains, heavy freight trains pulled sometimes by 2,3 or four engines.
To hear a whistle now takes me back to lying in bed at night as a kid and knowing when the whistle came that it was the 11:00 freight crossing through Beard headed to Fayetteville and parts south to where I would never know. The whistle came 3 more times before fading from ear and I knew each crossing where it passed and which neighbors and friends were listening just as I did. Thinking about people miles apart hearing and maybe feeling the same emotions at the same time seemed surreal at the time.
My favorite time was winter, bare trees casting skeletal shadows, a scattering of clouds crossing a cold full moon and then the whistle. The sound seemed just outside the window, it gave me chills then and the thought gives me chills now.
Thanks for the trip B.

Pete
Pete
4 years ago
Reply to  Bernie

Now that’s writing!!
Thanks for the career adjustment. After reading your reply I’m confident I should stay in the kindling business.
Beautiful piece my friend.

Pete
Pete
4 years ago
Reply to  Bernie

No no, mine wasn’t meant as a creative writing piece, it was an exercise to draw you out into writing more visceral descriptions!!!
Yeah yeah, that’s it!
See how easy that was, bet you never knew what hit ya, didge ya!!

Julia
4 years ago

“Long train, little lonely man, couple of mules”…It’s the name of a new country song from the Sandhills of Nebraska. I’d listen to that song over and over again reassured by the fact that a person can still find joy in the simple things…like connecting with the lonely man driving the long train through empty country. He sees his fellow lone traveler, the arm pump asking for acknowledgement and a salutation and blasts his big ole horn in response. One man to cheer and only the cattle to unsettle by doing so. So he does and the man grins and he laughs and it becomes the best part of his day and his week and his feeling towards others. I love it. Now I am going to watch it again.

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