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writings about
walking around
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the prom
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and
moving forward
.
yesterday, the engineer climbed down out of the engine,
and walked over to greet me
as i walked towards the head of the train.
when i get off the train,
rather than going down the stairs to the road,
i usually walk down the train
and sit and waiting,
watching it leave and then walking down the tracks to my car.
two days ago, i didn't sit and wait;
i was feeling antsy so i stepped in front of the train
and crossed to the side track to walk to my car.
and so yesterday the engineer came out to meet me.
i felt special.
he was rather angry.
he told me what i was doing was dangerous and illegal
and that i needed to follow everyone else down the stairs.
and i just smiled and felt special.


Father, 04/13/01

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