The 6:40 local to Stamford
Tom Watson: All Tickets, Please
Looking from one car to its neighbor in the darkness, the dim light shows the other riders. A red car: are those New Haven people really different from me? They seem to read the same newspapers. They seem to snooze and lean on the windows. And they seem to stare back, wondering about those Harlem Line types and their lives in Fleetwood and Tuckahoe and North White Plains.
Until I changed jobs in April I commuted on the New Haven line for 8 years. Aside from my bitterness at the Blue Lines getting the nice new cars while we were stuck with old junky ones, the train was quite often a respite from the craziness of working in the city and living in the suburbs. He gets the commute exactly right. Read it.
Comments
Hah! We have Blue and Red lines here, too... the Red is the shorter run, along most of the same trackway; its main purpose is to get folks to the airport and back.
Posted by: GreyDuck | November 24, 2006 12:25 PM