gslater Posted July 23, 2004 Share Posted July 23, 2004 Link Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
iain Posted July 23, 2004 Share Posted July 23, 2004 dude, it's Salem. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
gslater Posted July 23, 2004 Author Share Posted July 23, 2004 I know, I know, I grew up there. But still, how lame can a place get? I promise not to post anything when #5 happens in, oh, a few days... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
swaterfall Posted July 23, 2004 Share Posted July 23, 2004 From the article: Just before that, Sullivan witnessed the death of an elderly woman as she was struck by a freight train at Market Street. "I watched a lady on Market, I was sitting on my bike when she ran for the train. And if she wouldn't have stopped to see if she had time, she would have got across." WTF? Why would you do that? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
badvoodoo Posted July 23, 2004 Share Posted July 23, 2004 I think Union Pacific needs to change its name to Darwin Freight Lines. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JoshK Posted July 23, 2004 Share Posted July 23, 2004 I think Union Pacific needs to change its name to Darwin Freight Lines. Some tool at the Mariners game got himself clipped by a frieght train last night, so I guess it isn't just Salem. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mtnmedic Posted July 24, 2004 Share Posted July 24, 2004 Does'nt surprise me a bit....... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Crux Posted July 25, 2004 Share Posted July 25, 2004 Some tool at the Mariners game got himself clipped by a frieght train last night, so I guess it isn't just Salem. True, it isn't happening just in Salem. I can't forget: Up until about two years ago, my favorite ground for a regular jog stretched around Meadow Point from Golden Gardens to Carkeek Park and back. When the tide covered the beach to the sea wall, I'd run beside the tracks. One day when I was running southbound, I watched a fast and quiet northbound commuter round the corner at Meadow Point and roll over a woman who was walking toward me with her back to the train. I retrieved her bank and identification cards from the bushes to where those pieces were disbursed like feathers. Friends of the woman were hysterical over her sudden death, but one observed that he wouldn't have expected the train to have been travelling northbound on the left track, as if parallel sets of train tracks are somehow configured like highways into left and right lanes. mCrux Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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