Years ago when I was with my Indian woman she was part of the ponca Indian tribe of Omaha Nebraska, and was also a deer clan, watch I always respected that in her, sadly we ended up separated somehow and I hunted her down for 3 months and it seems like I was always a day behind her everywhere I went then eventually I could not go any further and sadly years later I find out that she was murdered by a bunch of FTRA gang members that raped and murdered her by throwing her in front of a train, what I did promise her revenge for those who murdered her and I'm happy to say none of them are alive today and will never hurt or kill no one else again. Dusty finally made it to her happy hunting grounds as well as I will someday but for now I'll go on missing her until we meet again. My name on the rails was NOMAD, I'm old now and no longer a ride the rails,but I do miss those days and miss my many friends I knew out there.