Gary J. Good, 39, of 1808 Cheryl Lane, died at 4:35 a.m. yesterday at the scene of a train accident near Bloomington, Ill.
He was a brakeman for Norfolk and Western Railway for the past 19 years. A 1962 Frankfort High School graduate, he attended First Baptist Church.
He was born Oct. 16, 1943, in Frankfort to Glenn and Elsie (Wagner) Good. He married Barbara Igney in 1963, and she survives.
Also surviving are a son, Kelly John at home; a daughter, Kisti, a student at Indiana University, Bloomington; a sister, Carolyn Fisher of Jefferson; and a brother, Don of Huntington.
Gary Good was great. Gary was the Fonzy of Frankfort High School. Gary would come to school dressed in his pegged leg Levis, a white t-shirt, a black leather jacket, and his comb. With his thick, jet black hair combed back into a perfect duck tail formation, Gary would stand out in the hall massaging that duck tail with that well greased comb until there was a perfect crease down the middle of the back of his head where the two sides would meet.
If you didn't know Gary and saw him walking down the streets of Frankfort, you would think that he was one of the typical “Hoods” who hanged out at the local pool halls and bars. But Gary was a mild, fun loving guy who had the best hair in school and dressed the part.
Gary and I had some great times when we both worked for the Nickel Plate RR. We were both brakemen on the Peoria division. Sometimes we got on the same three day local that left Frankfort, went to Peoria, and came back to Frankfort. One time when our train was sitting on a siding in the country waiting on number 65 to pass on the main rail, Gary and I got bored and started looking for something to do. In the field across from our train, we spotted several horses. So we climbed over the fence and walked up to the horses. The horses didn't scatter and allowed us to approach them. Soon we mounted them bareback and rode them around. Even though we fell off quite often, we had a great time. Once that #65 had passed, we hurried back to our train and headed out. Those certainly were the most care free years of our lives.
A few years later, after Gary's death, the Norfolk and Western RR named its new switching yard in Bloomington, IL after him. Today,railroaders throughout the USA know of the Good Switching Yard in Bloomington, IL.
Jim Atwell
I saved this clipping from the Frankfort Times:Gary J. Good, 39, of 1808 Cheryl Lane, died at 4:35 a.m. yesterday at the scene of a train accident near Bloomington, Ill.
He was a brakeman for Norfolk and Western Railway for the past 19 years. A 1962 Frankfort High School graduate, he attended First Baptist Church.
He was born Oct. 16, 1943, in Frankfort to Glenn and Elsie (Wagner) Good. He married Barbara Igney in 1963, and she survives.
Also surviving are a son, Kelly John at home; a daughter, Kisti, a student at Indiana University, Bloomington; a sister, Carolyn Fisher of Jefferson; and a brother, Don of Huntington.
Services are pending at Goodwin Funeral Home.
Jon F. Steiner
Gary Good was great. Gary was the Fonzy of Frankfort High School. Gary would come to school dressed in his pegged leg Levis, a white t-shirt, a black leather jacket, and his comb. With his thick, jet black hair combed back into a perfect duck tail formation, Gary would stand out in the hall massaging that duck tail with that well greased comb until there was a perfect crease down the middle of the back of his head where the two sides would meet.
If you didn't know Gary and saw him walking down the streets of Frankfort, you would think that he was one of the typical “Hoods” who hanged out at the local pool halls and bars. But Gary was a mild, fun loving guy who had the best hair in school and dressed the part.
Gary and I had some great times when we both worked for the Nickel Plate RR. We were both brakemen on the Peoria division. Sometimes we got on the same three day local that left Frankfort, went to Peoria, and came back to Frankfort. One time when our train was sitting on a siding in the country waiting on number 65 to pass on the main rail, Gary and I got bored and started looking for something to do. In the field across from our train, we spotted several horses. So we climbed over the fence and walked up to the horses. The horses didn't scatter and allowed us to approach them. Soon we mounted them bareback and rode them around. Even though we fell off quite often, we had a great time. Once that #65 had passed, we hurried back to our train and headed out. Those certainly were the most care free years of our lives.
A few years later, after Gary's death, the Norfolk and Western RR named its new switching yard in Bloomington, IL after him. Today,railroaders throughout the USA know of the Good Switching Yard in Bloomington, IL.