Down at Hooper Junction was
An operator's shack,

On the UP Railroad --
Beside a bend in the track,

A cot, a desk, a phone and a stove
Were all the furnishings found

In that lone outpost of the line --
Hardly anyone came around,

Those were the days of steam locomotives
And operators could sleep for a

Couple of hours, when not needed for orders
To trains -- Hooper's raison d'être,

Rounding the bend, the headlight would glare
Thru the window of the sleeping alcove,

And many an operator has tried
To run thru that potbelly stove.

by D. Edgar Murray