But when winter's icy fingers, Cover earth with snowy shroud, And the north wind like a madman Pushes on with shrieking loud, Then behold the gallant brakeman Spring to heed the engine's call Running o'er the icy car-tops, God protect him if he fall. Through his clothes are coarse or plain. How he loves that dear old mother Toiling for her day by day, Always bringing her some present, Every time he draws his pay. Daily facing death and danger, One mis-step of slop of hand, Sends the poor unlucky brakeman To the dreaded unknown land. In her little lonely cottage, Waiting in the waning light, Sits the luckless brakeman's mother, She expects here boy to-night.
All members are welcome to attend.
Dates to Remember October 18 -Balloon Festival in Willimantic. We will have the site open 9-5 for visitors to come and take a tour. Volunteers are needed to staff. November 15 - Annual Banquet. To be held again this year at Eastern CT State University in Willimantic.