The year was 1860 when the transcontinental railroad was built and I remember it as if it were yesterday. In 1862 a few of my Irish friends and I heard of a great railroad that was going to be built from coast to coast, and at that time we were in search of a job. This seemed like a suitable job for us; however we knew that the days would consist of long grueling hours. Averaging six miles a day only using pickaxes to dig we started our way towards Utah where we would eventually meet up with the Chinese at a place called Promontory Point located in Utah. The Chinese did not have it much easier because they had to dynamite, plow and chisel their way through the Sierra Nevada mountain way. We met with the Chinese in 1869 where my good friend Leland Stanford drove his hammer into the final Golden Spike, then finishing Americas first transcontinental railroad.