This gold mine of information about the hobo should be a part of our educational system. It is pages of American history that should be cherished and remembered. My two brothers and I visited the hobo’s camped along the Sioux River at Watertown, South Dakota, in 1950. We often brought them some produce from our big garden. The three of us worked the garden each day before doing anything else. They were a good bunch of people trying to make their way after circumstances and the world let them down. Some of them shared their stories with us. Lisa Hix, I enjoyed reading your historical work.
Don’t Call Them Bums: The Unsung History of America’s Hard-Working Hoboes | Collectors Weekly