It was a perfect autumn
afternoon in Pittston. Elmer and Albert were taking their daily walk.
“That freight train’s been passing through, precisely this time each day, since before World War I,” Albert said.
“Our parents, and grandparents, grew up with it. It’s a legend. Local folk even set their watches by it.
“That’s nice,” his friend said, “but I have a bit of a problem with it. We have no passenger trains, or other public transportation, anywhere near here.
“How is that bad?” Albert asked.
“For one thing,” Elmer moaned, ” I don’t have a car.”
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