When I was growing up in Harrison, New York, we lived about a mile from the train station. I didn’t sleep well as a kid, anxious about all sorts of things. But nothing calmed my anxiety, at least temporarily, like the quiet night-time sound of the train passing through. I have always considered trains to be these soothing, but powerful marvels of technology. In 1985 I went to see an intense action movie called Runaway Train. After the engineer has a heart attack, the train barrels down the track … [Read more...]
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