If nothing else we all deserve a getaway, and for some that means a beach resort in grand cayman.

But for us it’s viewing the beautiful countryside we live in from a boxcar at 50mph winds, knowing we could be arrested, thrown off, or that we could lose a limb in the near future.

It is my, and I hope anyone else in this group’s symbol of freedom. From Hobos to anarchists, and beyond, may this tradition of riding freight trains recreationally live on forever.