Gino's Pueblo, CO Slow Motion What could Happen ? in Tales of the Jointed Track

  • July 25, 2016, 5:10 p.m.
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This was probably an OD exchange, but lost in the archives.

Okay you Joint-Liners, Santa Fe, C&S, Rio Grande, admit or not we prostituted ourselves at Gino’s.

What got this thought, revived was, we went to Little Holly’s Chinese, to get a take out and take to her sisters, who was moving into a new residence. At the bar was an old insurance associate she worked with. Talk, like it could be…Gino’s , The Grand Prix, Gus’s Dutch Lunch (Minnequa) etal.. lol

I rarely went to a tavern at Pueblo, because we turned out on rest. There were times, like after Christmas, to about March the next year, well business was slow. HAHFT ..(Held Away From Home Terminal) was common. Yeah, don’t dead head home, and gather the brood at Pueblo. Then when ya did wake up, wonder why yer still short at home because they laid off, after getting screwed in Pueblo.

Pueblo, CO a Sunday in January.. 1979 Gino’s Bar:

I tied up in Pueblo 18 times out. Seriously, 18 times out and the flow back north was delayed. Yeah they broke it off into themselves, but I digress. They needed to DH 7 north. Now, this is before the Renzenberger or private crew transportation days. When I tied up at 900 pm, the next Continental Trailways bus out of Pueblo was at 600 am, lol.

It is about 700 pm, and most places are closed. ACKK Gino’s Microwaved or Toaster oven Pizza… mmmm hey the old Christmas dive would be Cour ‘don Bleu, but it has shut down.

The pinball machine a few beers and a cardboard pizza, what’s not to like? Waiting for our thawed Cardboard pizza, playing the machine.

The door is propped open it is still 60 degrees out. Us Joint-Liners know this pattern.

In walks the “person” of interest. Slow motion, I think we have had this occur in many situations. This was slow motion. An elderly man walks in Black slacks, Tuxedo shirt, cuff links, White jacket. Okay this is not traditional Pueblo/ Gino’s attire. We’re still playing pinball. He orders a drink. Okay, don’t ask me why we all saw this, but he is at the bar, and about 12 to 14 empty bar stools. He gulps that drink. Back, back, wait for it. All slow motion, he falls back and all those bar stools, like dominoes, cascade and drop. bang, bang clang. This is surreal.. lol.

He is out on the floor. The bartender, who had biceps, the size of my thighs, and at that time I played hockey and skied, places one hand on the bar and vaults to the fallen patron. He grabs this guy, goes to the pay phone and dials the Pueblo City Cab. Soon a cab appears.

“Take this guy to his home.” He grabs the guys wallet, and shows the address. There is at least $150.00 in his wallet. “whats the fare?” “Well, this price..” Well here is $150.00 keep the change”. lol serious… I AM STILL IN SLOW MOTION. The drunk is loaded in and what happened after that I don’t know. “Another round gentleman?”

I said okay was that all in slow motion..I was told yes it was. Ed Ferris the hogger ahead of me, a dispute whether the late Mike Reeves (engineer) or Dave Van Buskirk, brakeman. was in attendance. DAVE, since Mike has passed you’re the tie breaker. Stupid crap we remember..


Last updated July 25, 2016


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