12 April 2006

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So I'm headed back to Asheroken and Madison ... Neither feels like home like Fairfield did. Neither place is near a train.

I heard the Via come into Fallowfield the other night. There is little quite as soothing as the sound of a train whistle ... though I guess they've got horns nowadays. Still, there is something ancient and wonderful about that sound. I know that in this modern era very little travels by train. Commuters to Toronto and Montreal, big cargo, but not nearly as much as it used to be.

There was a time when the whistle blew and it meant fresh blood to stagnating towns. It meant that Sears, HBC, or Wells Fargo was delivering something for someone. At one time, the train was everything. It was travel, communication, progress. life and death. Towns rose and fell based on the railroads. Railroad tycoons were once more than a videogame. ... oh, wait, that's Eollercoaster Tycoon. ... nevermind. ... I love the sound of the train because of all that, even though I can't remember any of it.

To quote the old Walter Matthau movie, A New Leaf: "Sir, you are keeping alive traditions that were dead long before you were born."

Anyway, back to point, I am making myself pretty for Easter. Hair today, nails tomorrow! ... I love being pampered.

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