Hell on Wheels2011

Sydney Snow:
I saw this Union boy once, crawl a half-mile. Nothing from the waist down. He couldn't have been more than 17. It's a hell of a sight to see. A man with no legs, pulling himself along. I chased him 'til he couldn't go no more and I pinned him with my foot. Said, "What's your hurry, boy?" He started looking through his jacket right about then, for a photograph. See, he wanted to see his momma one last time before he died. I remember he dug all through that coat. He looked real hard. Kept begging me to help him find it. I said, "Well, hell, boy. That picture's probably in your pants pocket." I had a good laugh.