Trains. Once the mode of transportation for the rich with time on their hands. Now a moving platform potentially carrying the Corona virus. Times have changed. When I was young, behind our house there was a rail line just beyond our backyard. Seeing a train was a rare occasion. We would lay down our pennies on the rails and wait for them to be flatten beneath the heavy cars passing by. I’m not sure why we did this or where those thin wafer coins ended up, but it was exciting. Something that really made our day special. Times have changed.
Posted August 1, 2020