Sunday, August 2, 2009

My kids are thousands of feet above the earth. It gives me the willies. I don't like to picture it. I want them safe on the ground, tethered in place. Maybe the ground isn't all that safe either, but ---here the force of gravity can only do so much.

I fantasize that train travel will make a comeback. That trains powered with alternative fuels will criss-cross the nation, so that you can hop on and off easily, see the country flashing by your window, as you delve into a Kerouac novel. The rock and sway of a train on the track is surely more soothing than the tossed-around-like-loose-change-in-the-dryer sensation of flying.


My kids made it back down from the sky, but their flight was very turbulent. Lots of thunderstorms in the NYC area. So now their 2nd flight is cancelled, and they'll be spending the night in N Y C.

1 comment:

  1. I like this post! I'm glad your kids are safe! I think your train vision will come true--like Europe!! I hope, I hope! Yes, a Kerouac Renaissance is on the horizon!
    I thought you wrote that NYC poem at first...I was freaking out and thinking, is Shimmy writing a song?! Funny.