Came close this time. The random page was Kispiox, British Columbia, but there was no Kispiox photos. There were tons of British Columbia ones, though.
I have no idea how I got here, but I’ve made a career out of it. I am a railroad trestle installer. Yes, I’m the manly man who makes sure the wood is assembled properly, accurately and fast. Our goal of connecting Canada with one long railroad is almost finished.
This hasn’t been an easy job.
There are good things about working on railroads. The travel, the outdoors, the pesky animals who have never seen humans. They make good eating, I mean, great snapshots.
We lost Oscar when we were laying the foundation. Pete went when we decided to change the angle of the beams. Boom Boom, our lucky dog, died when he got to close the store of dynamite. It’s been a long time since we’ve lost the drive to move the nation forward, though.
The worst is we ended up with extra parts. That damn ACME company never ships anything right.