Overheard this morning in Aurora Coffee, Little Five Points: One lean guy wearing light, somewhat worn clothes and work boots passes my table in the back to the one just behind me. Another lean guy wearing light, somewhat worn clothes, a black jean jacket, and baseball cap and work boots is sitting there, charging his phone.
âHey, man, are you traveling?â
âNo, Iâve been here for a while.â
âI just got to town, man, and Iâm trying to figure out where everything is.â
âWell, I donât really live here anymore. I spend most of the year up in Alaska.â
âIâm just trying to figure out whatâs going on.â
âThereâs not really anything going on in Atlanta anymore. You might want to head over to Athens.â
âAthens? Whereâs that?"
âItâs this little town about 45 minutes away. They got more of a punk scene -- a lot more stuff going on. You just head on down to DeKalb Avenue and catch the CSX.â
âDeKalb Avenue, where's that?"
âJust go out of here and take a right. And when you get to the tracks, thereâll be two MARTA tracks and then thereâs a CSX track. Just go left, and follow it down to where it forks up there, and the one that goes left -- thatâll take you to Athens."
âOh, hey, man, thanks a lot, man. Thatâs great.â
After the guy asking the questions got out of the bathroom, they conversed more. The guy asking the questions was from New Hampshire. The other guy had been charging his phone. He warned the questioner to keep an eye out for people who'd been working on the lines.
This is a world I did not know about before.
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I assume you mean the world of the modern hobo and not Athens... A book was reviewed in one of the last two issues of Esquire about an author's experiences train-hopping across the country. I forget the name, but the gist was that this is still an active sub-culture, although far-removed from the nostalgic image of the red-bindle-carrying hobo of the early 1900s. What's most interesting is that they clearly have identifiers to be able to recognize each other. If you knew what those were, how many others would you spot, particularly in Little 5?
Seeing as how that's the old Georgia Railroad line, that hobo is going to have a real shock when he ends up in Augusta.
Are you kiddin'? check out this excellent collection of pics: The Life of American Vagabonds
Atlpaddy, you are a living compass! People used to be able to catch a passenger train to Athens at the old Emory station back in the 60s. As for you, Edelstein, get your nose out of a coffee cup and your ass on the rails!
I bought my dog from a train hopper in L5P. She was still a puppy and very thin. He had her tied to a sign on the sidewalk in the rain. Not as healthy as the dogs in alexo's pictures. He took 40 bucks. By the way, here are some recent pics (of hobos,not my dog. You're welcome): www.pbase.com/artandrevolution/travels
ken, this post has gotten me obsessed with modern-day hobos. if i wasn't in meetings all day i would be avoiding work by researching them....
If you don't work for CL, James, I have this to say to you: Screw your meetings and all other workplace obligations. Surf the web, especially our site, to your heart's content. You will become wealthy if you do that. If you do work for CL, ignore this message.
Don't most members of different sub-cultures know how to spot each other? I can spot road cyclists and dorks a mile away.
Of course. The question wasn't whether or not they do, but if a non-insider knew what to look for, how much more often would you be able to spot them? As an aside, does anyone know what you call the phenomenon where you are unaware of something (song, actor, picture, etc.), but once you become aware of it's existence, it starts popping up everywhere? Thanks to that, this afternoon I came across the 700 Hoboes project - http://e-hobo.com.