I am going to tell you about the time I hopped a freight train. It was four years ago. I was five years old then. I was the Littlest Hopping Hobo back then. That's what people called me.
My parents and I drove about six hundred miles to California. We have a friend who lives there. His name is North Bank Fred. My dad calls him the Dean of the Hobos. He is very nice. We haven't seen him for a couple of years. When I said a couple I meant four years.