I hear the train rumbling by my apartment.
\nI feel it too.
\nIt shakes the entire apartment building a bit,
\neven though the train track is about 300
\nfeat away.<\/p>\n
Some trains just clatter down that track.
\nThey don\u2019t make a stir in this apartment
\nbuilding, but you can always hear then
\nwhen they pass by.<\/p>\n
Sometimes when I hear or feel them, I
\nwonder what it would be like to be on
\none of those trains headed for whether
\nthey go. <\/p>\n
A spontaneous adventure to some distant
\nlocation. <\/p>\n
Maybe to almost heaven West Virginia.
\nI drove through parts of WV before, and it
\ndid look like almost heaven.<\/p>\n
Or maybe the train would stop at Richmond,
\nVirginia. <\/p>\n
I\u2019ve been there, and when I was there it seemed
\nlike a nice city, a great place to live, but that was
\nabout sixty years ago, and towns and cities
\nhave a way of changing with the years.<\/p>\n
Sometimes for the best. Sometimes for the
\nabsolute worst. <\/p>\n
The train. The rumbling. And the shaking
\nhave passed. <\/p>\n
Everything is back to normal again, even my
\nthoughts of getting one on of those trains
\nand going nowhere planned.<\/p>\n
But I would like to be on a train with sleeper
\ncar someday going somewhere I\u2019ve never been.<\/p>\n
Bob Boyd <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I hear the train rumbling by my apartment. I feel it too. It shakes the entire apartment building a bit, even though the train track is about 300 feat away. Some trains just clatter down that track. They don\u2019t make a stir in this apartment building, but you can always hear then when they pass… Continue reading