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December 12, 2017
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View From the Train

Good-bye and thank you to a commuter’s friend

It is said, “A good man is hard to find”—especially if he is a car mechanic. It is with a heavy heart I viewed the sign at Wayne’s Midas in Port Jervis, NY that said they were closing because they lost their lease. Wayne is not only a good mechanic but a good man as well.

Located a short walk from the train station in Port Jervis, it was always a great convenience for this commuter to be able to drop off my truck in the morning and still make the 5:05 a.m. train. I would faithfully get a call around 2:30 p.m. that my truck was ready and the key was locked inside.  Read more

They’re baaaaaaack

School’s out for the summer, and it starts to show on the Port Jervis train around early June, when the college kids return. Early July, the trains are carrying families up for a summer visit with Grandma and Grandpa, some for weekend stays, others for longer “parent mental health” days.  Read more

Hey, that’s my seat!

We are all creatures of habit. My morning routine, in order to make the train at the crack of dawn, depends on a number of things happening. One, my clothing must be laid out the night before (if my tie is going to match); two, my lunch must be packed and in the fridge; and three, the pups have to come in after being let out for their morning romp. (Dexter and Toby, please don’t chase the deer today.). Finally, the car must be gassed up and ready to go, and I need to leave 10 minutes early in case there are any problems driving through Hawk’s Nest.  Read more

Welcome aboard

“Go West, Young Man!” Well, that is exactly the advice this Brooklyn boy took 12 years ago when I moved west to Glen Spey in Sullivan County to make it my year-round home.

However, there’s another saying with a promise of its own—“There are great riches in the East!” and for the readers of this column, the East is New York City—the Big Apple. Five days a week I arise at the crack of dawn and head east, commuting to my desk in a midtown Manhattan office, across the street from New York’s Penn Station (aka NYPenn).

It’s a full life.  Read more