Those Were The Days…

He hadn’t walked in a city for almost two decades and, now, having limped halfway up Main from Canal to High, finally reaching the municipal parking lot and barely being able to haul his screaming knees into the pickup, he remembers fondly how using mass transit had been a matter of convenience, not necessity.


2 thoughts on “Those Were The Days…

  1. I guess it’s a matter of “hafta” rather than “wanna”. I love trains, I fall asleep in buses, and subways are my friend. But its still choice over necessity.

    As a friend of ours is fond of saying, “when we were younger we used to leap off the back of the pickup truck. Now we carefully climb down over the wheel, like I remember my Dad doing…”

    Ron, I hear that, and my knees twang in sympathy.

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