railroad worker

‘Before Thanksgiving, I’ll be compulsively refreshing train times. As a railroad wife, the playing field is never-ending.’: Wife of railroad worker learns to ‘stop asking’ when husband will return, ‘instead, I’m thankful he is’

“Tonight, I walked into the bedroom and saw his black work bag half-packed on the floor. We railroad wives play the waiting game. It’s going out to eat and knowing your husband is half there while he checks his phone to see whether he’ll be able to enjoy a meal or only a half. It’s him glaring at me sleeping under warm covers while he puts on his big coat and yellow vest at 3 a.m. Most days, my husband comes in, heads straight to the shower, and falls asleep on the couch in dirty jeans.”

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