February 10, 2010
So, this was supposed to be a continuation from yesterday's entry, but my train of thought was derailed. Fortunately, none of the 252 handsomely clad (the ladies in little white gloves! the men in hats with brims!) passengers suffered injury and all luggage -- old-fashioned train cases lined in pink or peach or powder blue pleated satin and battered sticker-plastered hard-sided suitcases with brass double-snap locks -- was intact. (Even a lone goldfish in an open bowl survived!) The only casualty is my memory, which cannot produce the last part of the vignette. I remember thinking it was a doozy.