I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that some folks were not thrilled with the idea of me “playing” on the tracks. The fact that the train, which runs to the nearby rockery twice (in and out) on Tuesdays and Thursdays only offered little in the way of reassurance. To those who felt uneasy with my lightheartedness on the subject, my apologies. I truly meant no harm. However, i would like to explain a viewpoint. You need not agree. It’s just one point of view.
Having lived the majority of my life in fear of death, to the point of avoiding activities where harm could come and, likewise, sheltering the kids in similar fashion, I must admit that I prefer living in a manner where calculated risks are at least brought into consideration. Perhaps I’ve taken it a bit too far. Perhaps not.