That is how long Mike and I have lived on Shady.
To get to our house you have to go over railroad tracks. I travel over this road at least twice a day, sometimes more. I have NEVER had to sit and wait for a train. Until this morning!
Mike has complained about stopping for a train sometimes twice a day and it doesn't matter if he's driving or riding his bike to work he gets stopped. Sharen hits it regularly too, but not me.
It took 5 minutes for it to pass. I enjoyed all the art work on the tankers.
It brought back a childhood memory of "counting the red cars only".
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