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Not many people know this, but I’m a former Hobo. That’s right, I was a bindlestiff. I wasn’t no barnacle neither - when I got restless I’d flip. Now I ain’t saying I was a yegg or nothin’ like that - I’ve done my fair share of honey dipping to make sure I wasn’t C, H and D. I didn’t do stemming neither, but I admit I’d chuck a dummy now and then to get me what I needed!
There’s a certain peacefulness to padding the hoof. As long as you stay out the big house, avoid the bulls and bone polishers and boil up when needed, you’d be alright. In the late 1800s and thru the first half of the 1900s, Hobos developed a way to communicate to one another by carving or drawing symbols on trees, post, bridges and houses. The symbols would offer directional guidance and/or warnings of what was ahead. This became known as the Hobo Code. Carry the banner, know the Hobo Code and you won’t catch the Westbound – that’s what I always said!
The Snuggle Muggle has got me all straightened out and domesticated, so I’m not a ‘Bo no more, but I do miss my ‘Bo friends – especially the Massapequa 'Bos. What great group of guys! They always have what you’re looking for. I don't know exactly where I last saw them – there was a 40 and a 073 in the coordinates, but that’s all I remember (sorry - I got me a tokay blanket that night because the weather wasn’t right and a yegg got my glad rags). I found a map I made back in the day that I marked up. The map brings back a lot of special memories for me, like
- the lady that was very nice to me even though she caught me looking for spare biscuits at her house,
- the place where I got me some food after I did some honey dipping,
- the doctor’s office where they didn’t charge me nothing that time some jungle buzzards got me,
- and, of course, the hayloft where I slept after doing a possum belly with the sky pilot’s daughter – that was a great day!
Well, I don’t live that life anymore, but that doesn’t mean you can’t – at least for a little bit. Good luck! Say hi to the boys for me!
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