Oh, from the left

Rolling my way. I was the first car to the flashing lights on the main road to my library job the other morning, and cautious man I am, I stopped instead of crossing before the gate dropped. I expected the train to roll into my life from the right, as usual when I’m halted at…

My train of thought

There’s something about watching a train cross the road through your drippy windshield on a gray, rainy day that’s halfway comforting. Yes, even when you’re on your way to work.

I’ll be patient for this train of thought

Considering that my journey to my library job takes me across the train tracks to and from, I hardly ever am inconvenienced by falling crossing rails. It happened right around 8 a.m. recently. I had left early enough for my 8:30 a.m. shift start that I could watch and admire as hundreds of rail cars…