This post has no headline. That could apply to the feeling I had while bypassing the Grand Central Station on the 6 line this morning. The train operator gave ample warning at 86th Street and 59th Street and 51st Street that no green line trains were stopping at Grand Central. Remnants of the steam explosion yesterday...
It was odd to enter the station and see no passengers standing on the platform, maneuvering into place to assure themselves of a familiar entry point on their daily jaunts to work or to school or to whatever awaits them at their final destinations.
Lately I've been recording episodes of "Twilight Zone" and watching them late at night when sleep eludes me. This morning I actually wondered if Rod Serling might step from behind a column and warn some unseen, distant viewer that this train had just entered a place where passenger cars are not always crowded, and stations are not always bustling.
It was odd to enter the station and see no passengers standing on the platform, maneuvering into place to assure themselves of a familiar entry point on their daily jaunts to work or to school or to whatever awaits them at their final destinations.
Lately I've been recording episodes of "Twilight Zone" and watching them late at night when sleep eludes me. This morning I actually wondered if Rod Serling might step from behind a column and warn some unseen, distant viewer that this train had just entered a place where passenger cars are not always crowded, and stations are not always bustling.
posted by Michael Vernon at Thursday, July 19, 2007
1 Comments:
I remember rolling through a closed subway station downtown back after 9/11. It was a spooky feeling!
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