During my freshman year at Michigan Tech (1964-65) I would occasionally go down to the Soo Line freight station for a friendly chat with the agent. One snowy winter day, however, he was extremely busy with paperwork, telephone and more and ignored me completely.

When he finally looked up he explained "we're getting together a work train to go to Calumet and bring back the 'pieces' of the snowplow."

Pieces??!!!***