Francis A. Hill

Out Along The Tracks

When I was very young, Dad worked for Southern Railway. Most of my Dad’s family did. It was a enormous part of my life. Eventually Dad left the railroad for another livelihood, but I will always remember those days. In the 1990’s, Dad went we with me on a motorcar trip to McMinville, Tennessee. It was a great trip, one of the best times of my life. Dad passed away in March of 2010, but this photo of the two of us has become my favorite.