Killing time while my car was getting an inspection sticker early Tuesday morning, I walked down Cherry Street and out along the river neighborhoods. On my way back to the service station I heard a …
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Killing time while my car was getting an inspection sticker early Tuesday morning, I walked down Cherry Street and out along the river neighborhoods.
On my way back to the service station I heard a train whistle. I went back to the crossing to watch the train, which is my custom as a member of the Mass Bay Rail enthusiasts.
On the way to get my car a cruiser stopped me and one of Potsdam’s finest said he had got a report of “a suspicious character lurking around the tracks.” He checked my I.D., smiled and told me to have a good day.
Not every day does an 86 -year old retired college professor get busted! It made an otherwise routine day more interesting.
Arthur L. Johnson
Potsdam