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The Big Yawn & Overbite Ry. Co.

The Piute

I was born in the house my father built. Ok, just kidding. I was born and raised in Denver, Colorado. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. I grew up in Lakewood and later Littleton, Colorado, both suburbs of Denver. The D&RGW and Santa Fe ran not too far from my house and I used to spend a great deal of time down by the tracks with my good friend Mike Ramsey. His father just happened to own a hobby shop, Littletown Hobbies. I wonder if that's why Mike became such a great friend? I spent a great deal of time hanging out at the "Hobby Shop." Of my other friends at the Hobby Shop, Stan Berg, Mike's brother Doug, and his friend Harry True, I was the only one not to go to work for the Railroad. Instead I went on to get a Degree in Theatre at the University of Denver. You can see how far that got me, although it does help in designing model railroads.

While at DU, I got a summer job in the Theatre in Creede, Colorado. This is when I got the nickname "Piute." I didn't hang out with the "Piccalillys," as the miners referred to the Theatre people. So, one night, while sitting at the bar, a miner named Sarge, came up to me, and said, "You look like an Indian. You look like a Piute. You must be The Piute." And ever after I was.

After three years, I left the Theatre Company and went to work in the mine. Hey, $10 an Hour compared to $60 a week is quite an incentive. So, I started as an Oiler underground. Best job I ever had. After about a year I lost the job in the mine when silver took a nose dive. I bummed around Creede for a couple more years, doing odd jobs, a little mining, some bar tending and even started my own Furniture Refinishing business. I finally gave up and came back to Denver. Where I am today.

In 1979 I was diagnosed with MS. That was in the middle of my Creede Adventure. The MS got worse over time, but very slowly. It wasn't until 1990 that I ended up in a wheelchair. That was the year I bought my house. Which was a good thing, since landlords don't like it when you start blasting out doors and such in order to make them Handicap Accessible. It was also good because it gave me a place to build the BYOB.

I was born on March 6, 1956, and am gainfully unemployed on Social Security and another source of income. I've never been married, not that I haven't tried. I don't have any children. Besides Large Scale Railroading I'm also an active Black Powder Muzzle Loader.

Well, as I said before, "That's my story, and I'm sticking to it!"

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