Edwina Justice

This post is submitted to Friday Fictioneers where the challenge is to write a complete story with a beginning, middle and end in 100 words or less.

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The train whistled two long blasts, a short one and another long blast indicating it was approaching a highway intersection.

The engineer had experiences on shorter trips. Trips from Chicago to St. Louis carrying hogs, cattle, and sugar beets. On these trips there were no toilets. The men didn’t care if they missed the pot. This engineer had to sometimes wait twelve hours unless there was a stop. Air conditioning was an open window.

Along these trips she got to know hobos and some other “unauthorized passengers.” Often these homeless were surprised to see a black woman as an engineer.

 

Edwina Justus

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RDP Homeless

 

Author: Danny James

“Travel makes one modest. You see what a tiny place you occupy in the world.”

18 thoughts on “Edwina Justice”

  1. I’m always amazed by the first ________ person to do whatever. It takes a special kind of strength and determination. I’m equally amazed that there were times people weren’t allowed to do jobs based on ethnicity or gender. I can’t imagine all the advancements we missed out on because somebody wasn’t the right color or gender for the job.

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