If I were waiting for a train… 100 years ago
I stood on the train platform today (a new structure finished just last year) watching the snow blow sideways. It seemed almost pointless to stand under the roof shelter. But I’d already watched myself turn into a snowman walking to the station and it was going to be awhile until the train arrived.
To pass the frosty time while I waited, I wondered what it might have been like in years past, when the original station, built with thick stone walls in 1903, was still in use. It has big windows and a fireplace. Ah, a fireplace. Wouldn’t that be a cozy thing on a snowy morning like this?