Laura Kennedy

Laura Kennedy

Pop, my grandfather on my mother’s side, was a big, dark-haired Norwegian with a large nose and a short fuse. A railway mail clerk for the Milwaukee Road, he sorted mail on the run from Minneapolis to Winnipeg for over 30 years. Gone for two or three days at a time, he’d return home only to begin the trek again days later.

I can see him now when he left for work. In a suit, white shirt and fedora, he carried a black, leather valise containing officious looking papers held by rubber bands, two baloney sandwiches wrapped in waxed paper, a thermos of hot coffee, and a .22 revolver in a shoulder holster he wore in case of train robbers.

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