BB reader William Grewe-Mullins says,
I found these grisly 1920's posters while riding on an historic train through Georgia and Tennessee. They don't make 'em like that anymore.
Update: BB reader Cathy Resmer says,
And this is what happens when kids pick coal on the railroad tracks. Mary McCormick's father used to do just that. One winter day he was on a bridge with his friend and his friend's kid brother when a train came. He tells the story to his daughter in this fantastic interview excerpt from the StoryCorps oral history project. I get chills every time I listen to it. Link.