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A Columbia County Boy's Recollections and Memories of Columbia County Florida (2012) Lenvil H. Dicks







                                            THE MOBILE TRAIN WRECK

                 One morning before I went to work in 1993, I was watching the television and it came across on the
                 news that a passenger train had run off of a bridge into a swamp north of Mobile Alabama, and that it
                 was a very, very serious train wreck. The news article stated the approximate time that the wreck
                 happened, and that it was an eastbound passenger train. I knew that from the wee hours in the morning
                 when the wreck happened, and since it was an eastbound Amtrak Train, that it absolutely had to be the
                 train on which Brad and his wife Susanna, and Brad’s mother Julie, were supposed to arrive back in
                  Lake City at about noon that day, and there was just no way to avoid the certain assumption that it was
                 their train.

                  1 immediately got on the phone and called Amtrak Headquarters in Washington D.C. and they
                 confirmed that it was indeed the Sunset Limited, which is the train they were on. The lady who talked to
                  me from Am Track in Washington told me that fortunately there were no fatalities. (A barge had hit the
                  bridge in the dark and mis-aligned the railroad tracks.)

                 That made me feel better for a few minutes until 1 heard another TV broadcast, which this time stated
                  there were many, many fatalities, and that no one knew yet just exactly how many, but it could have
                  been in the hundreds. It turned out later that the Mobile Train Wreck was the worst train wreck in
                  American history.

                  I did not know what to do, or where to get any further information, and I strongly considered getting in
                  my airplane and flying to Mobile. Then my better sense caused me to ask myself “now when I get to
                  Mobile, where in the hell am 1 going from there, and what can I do?” Inasmuch as 1 did not even know
                  the exact location ofthe wreck, and as it turned out later there was no place within miles of the train
                  wreck that a plane could have landed, 1 gave up on that idea and just waited to hear something.


                  A few hours later I received a phone call, from my strapping big son Brad, who called me to let me
                  know they were alright, but he was crying like a baby, and it was not long before 1 was doing the same.
                  He told me “Daddy there’s more dead people laying out on the dock up here than you will ever want to
                  see in one pile, he said there’s more people dead than I ever imagined that was on that train, and it looks
                  as if we might have been one of the very few that got off of it alive.”

                  After all of this happened, and they returned home, in some ill-fitting clothes Amtrak had bought for
                  them to come home in, Brad relayed to me exactly what had happened, and 1 told him he ought to write
                  all that down while it was fresh in his mind. He did this, and his description of the wreck and what he
                  experienced follows, in his own words, and it is obvious that it was a terrible experience. Talk about
                  guardian angels, but there were certainly 3 guardian angels on that train car that Brad, Susanna, and
                  Julie were on. There really was no other explanation for how they could have gotten out.

                  In his account of the wreck, which follows, he mentions a cross tie that they were able to hold on to to
                  keep afloat in the water, but he did not put in his written account something that he told me after he got
                  home. That cross tie they held on to came floating upstream to them while they were in the water
                  wondering how they were going to get to shore, and it enabled them to get out alive. Incidentally,
                  Amtrak insisted, and I am sure it was for the purpose of quieting down possible lawsuits, that Brad
                  accept a check which was something over $50,000.00. He simply endorsed the check over to his church,
                  and contributed every dime of the money to the building fund. He said that God did not save him in
                  order that he could be rich, and I was proud of him for looking at it that way, and giving the money to
                  his church.








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