tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2886083500566528444.post3962439074230007338..comments2023-11-12T18:28:22.978-05:00Comments on Mostly Harmless Drivel: Siderodromophobic Billy - The Worst Hobo EverJoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09248039895309440085noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2886083500566528444.post-14337567946593946082014-11-23T18:36:48.833-05:002014-11-23T18:36:48.833-05:00I've almost always lived within earshot of the...I've almost always lived within earshot of the railroad, although usually that means only with open windows. With my love of both trains and white noise, I'd probably really like living across the street from the tracks - although maybe not near a crossing. Those horns are LOUD.Joehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09248039895309440085noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2886083500566528444.post-49218523287154255312014-11-23T11:26:54.198-05:002014-11-23T11:26:54.198-05:00I once lived across the street from a busy train t...I once lived across the street from a busy train track. I became so accustomed to the sound, that when I left home for college, it was difficult to sleep in the deafening quiet. Poor Billy... and his parents. That sort of thing would put you off trains. Tara R.https://www.blogger.com/profile/02993625193184914299noreply@blogger.com