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Joy in Commuting

This morning, I arrived at the Green Line C Summit Ave. T stop just a little late. A train had already pulled into the stop, and while I was still across Beacon St. the doors were open and the train was loading.

I got across the street just as the doors closed. Knowing that the driver would have to pull the train out, rather than bound across the tracks I waited for her to pull out the train.

And then she saw me, reopened the doors, and gestured for me to board the train.

I sprinted across the tracks, thanked her very much, and then found a comfortable spot among the crowd.

When we got to Copley Square, I made a point of thanking her again for picking me up when she didn't have to. And now I'm thanking her publicly. She made my day start a little nicer; I certainly hope her day is nice in return.

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Man, I miss Boston. *Sniff*
Boston misses you too.
I've heard Frankie Armstrong sing a song about that: it's called "Lady Bus Driver"...
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