Word: brakeman
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...into the No. 9 bend, nicknamed the Hexenkessel, or Witches' Pot. The sled slid up the 40-ft. bank, bounced down and ricocheted sickeningly from wall to wall. Ähs's upper front teeth were sheared off on the ice; both his legs were fractured twice. His brakeman was thrown free, broke only one leg. Next day the U.S. sled steered by Joe McKillip, 30, slammed into a soft snow wall as it neared the finish line; McKillip was hospitalized with a dislocated shoulder and lacerated cheek. The day after, a Canadian driver's throat was gashed...
...trial runs were suspended for a day, while the icy run was narrowed for safety's sake. But the rebuilding job did not curb the mounting casualties. A French sled came to grief in the Hexenkessel and skidded down out of control; the brakeman was carted off with a severe brain concussion...
Died. Roy Barton White, 77, Baltimore & Ohio Railroad executive, a brakeman's son who became a telegrapher at 16, the East's youngest rail president (Jersey Central) at 43 and Western Union boss from 1933 to 1941, then took over the woebegone B. & O., after eleven years as president declared the road's first dividend in three decades and shortly moved up to the chairmanship; of a heart attack; in Baltimore...
...accompaniment, and so does the book itself - a collection of short pieces about the wandering years in which he ambled through the experiences that look so impressive when summarized on the back of a dust jacket. Kerouac is daffy and exuberant as he tells of working as an apprentice brakeman on the Southern Pacific Railroad, flunkeying on a freighter from Oakland to New Orleans, blasting exaltedly on O(pium) with a Mexican narcotics wholesaler. But the author is not wholly a praiser of his own beat-romantic past. He admits to behavior so much worse than square that...
Maybe a Good One. The son of a railroad brakeman, Roy Howard was born in a tollgate house in Gano, Ohio, and was blooded in the newspaper business hawking papers as a boy in Indianapolis. He drifted from paper to paper before finally latching onto a job with the Cincinnati Post of the Scripps-McRae chain. Three years later he met the chain's guiding genius: E. W. Scripps. It was quite a meeting...