TRAINJOTTING TURNS 5: Pride

Each day this week, to commemorate our fifth birthday, Trainjotting is publishing memorable posts from the past, grouped under a specific Seven Deadly Sin. Today’s sin is PRIDE.

Pride.

Hmmm.

Gluttony and Sloth and Greed, and occasionally a little Wrath, I see frequently on the rails.

Envy, every once in a while. (Those Kindles and Nooks are kind of cool, and I’m certainly jealous of those with seats when the 5:27 out of Gotham is jammed to the gills.)

But pride?

What am I proud of as regards Trainjotting and train travel and all that?

Getting the bike rack installed in Hawthorne for one, but as readers have pointed out, I’ve written enough about that to cover the next five years of Trainjotting. (I’m also proud of my adopted hometown for not stealing my bike these five years…knock on wood.)

I’m perhaps most proud of the books published by Trainjotting contributors Engine Bob (Klara), “FDR’s Funeral Train,” and Straphanger Joe (Lunievicz), “Open Wounds.”

I will be proud when Trainjotting publishes its first book in the coming months, whereupon I will likely reach out to my prolific aforementioned contributors for a blurb on the back of the book.

I’m proud that this site has had regular updates for five years. That doesn’t happen very often. It takes a certain sort of demented mind…

I’m proud that I’ll stop the lazy repurposing of old stories under the birthday banner next week, and will resume offering up fresh observations and rants and, on rare occasion, actual news and insights.

Thanks for reading!

 

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