Phineas o Phineas

Bout time I set the record straight for everybody cause there's been a lot of stuff said about me. Sure this rod went thru my head. Yep pretty scary. One minute I'm just a railroad foreman laying the bed for the Rutland and Burlington Rail Road in Cavendish, Vermont and the next minute bam this explosion like you never saw and damn if the blasted tamping iron doesnt come hurling thru my face like some kinda spear from hell.

And all the way thru from the left side of my face clear thru my head. That's the kinda thing that will mess up your day. Lots of your days.

Now here's a picture everyone loves to show but it's kinda fake. Cause that rod pierced me like a hot rocket and went all the way thru and clear out the other side.







And this is the damn rod. Some joker's got it a museum or something like a freakin trophy. But here it is. What was i that guy said, somethin about thy rod and staff? I can't remember. Well I can't remember a lot of stuff since the 13 of Sept in 1848.

But I remember some things. And I know some things and I'm gonna be posted em here at this blog. Brain things and mind things. Cause eveybody keeps saying O Phineas poor Phineas what the hell happened to you. You are just not the same. But I'm here. And I'm gonna be here. And I'm gonna narrate this blog for now. Cause you need to know some things too. Till I'm not here