Forget the Gap, Mind the Doors

Major action on the 8:43 today. We were docked in White Plains when a commotion suddenly broke out–metal clanging, someone yelling, several riders shrieking and jumping to their feet.

An elderly fellow had fallen at the edge of the platform.

By the time I got there, a crowd had surrounded the guy. Orders were barked as an Alpha Male took charge, and within about 30 seconds, they had the old gent on his feet.

He was portly and white-haired, resembling a handsome Larry “Bud” Melman. He wore glasses, a neat blue suit (alas, now a bit wrinkled), and a blue V-neck sweater, despite a forecast of 90-plus degrees on the day. He found a seat, the rubbernecking subsided, and the train ambled on to Gotham.images1.jpg

Five minutes later, the tweedy old fellow tiptoed into our car. He approached the Alpha Male who’d helped him, a 40-something in a blue suit, red tie and wing tips.

“Are you the guy who helped me?” the old fellow said.

Alpha Male removed his ear phones.


“I just wanted to thank you,” he said as the Alpha Male beamed.

The two conversed as to exactly what happened–the old gent said the doors closed on him as he stepped onto the train, pushing him into the gap. Another rider argued for the merits of a motion sensor, and all agreed.

“Anyway,” the old fellow concluded, “I just wanted to thank you.”

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2 Responses to Forget the Gap, Mind the Doors

  1. CTRider says:

    Glad that there are still some good samaritans out there.

    There was a week last year, where I witnessed (and helped) two elderly folks who had fallen down while others just gawked or walked right by them. #1, sounds just like the gentleman in the story above… a well dressed, elderly man. He had a cane and fell forward when he slipped in the North Passage @ GCT.. #2 was an older lady (also with a cane) on 6th Ave in the 50’s. I got really pissed that second time, because there were 3 NYPD cops standing on the corner and looking in her direction when she fell. They made absolutely no attempt to help this poor woman in any way. After I helped her to her feet and ascertained that she was OK, I walked upto the 3 cops and told them how pathetic and useless they were. Two of them just kept a blank stare and the 3rd said something like, ‘yeah, whatever buddy’

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