There’s some train tracks in our neighborhood. They’re not used very much. Just to haul coal or slag a few times a day. Every year around this time they seem to be doing some routine maintenance but this year they seemed to be doing a little more than usual. Instead of just replacing a few scattered ties, they have been replacing sections. And then the other day I saw that they were clearing brushy box elder trees that had grown up in the margin of the right-of-way, just inside the fence that separates the ROW from the neighborhood park.
Well, this morning as I took my first sip of coffee, they announced on the radio that we were getting a high speed rail line. Not just in my state, but 200ft from my front door. Am I happy? Oh yeah. I’ll probably reconsider walking the dog along the tracks when it is built but that’s a sacrifice I can make.