My great grandfather -- Allison Royce Drake -- has always been a puzzle. No death certificate. No mention of him at family get- togethers, not even in whispers. I have a second cousin who is older than me that actually knew his wife -- our shared great grandmother -- and he told me that all he knew was that Allison Royce Drake had been a drunk. A mean drunk. Well, Allison wouldn't have been the first Drake to have problems with alcohol.
A couple of years ago i found a newspaper article detailing a wreck of the Big Four Passenger train in Bellefontaine, Ohio. Allison Drake was an engineer on one of the trains involved. He was in critical condition and not expected to live. Engineer Drake was from Lenawee County, Michigan. That last tidbit of information I had of my great grandfather was a US Census that has him enumerated in the next county over. It had to be him, right? Allison was not a common name (although the Drake surname in that neck of the world was). This had to be my guy.
I couldn't find anything more about Engineer Allison Drake. Maybe he was shipped home to die? Or maybe the reason I couldn't find a death certificate was because I was looking in Michigan instead of Ohio. Or maybe the bodies were being held by the railroad company. So many things that I didn't have knowledge of how to search for.
I always wondered about that term my cousin used to describe him - "mean drunk". Could a "mean drunk" pull himself together a little late in life to become an "engine man" for a major railroad? I don't know. One just didn't start as an engine man. Didn't one have to first get hired on and then over years work one's way up. Wasn't an engineer -- for a big time railroad company kind of like being a Navy fighter pilot? The bits just didn't fit.
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