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Alright, Time to tell my story. I'm a mechanical engineer. I'm a good citizen. I've never attempted any kind of vandalism. I did cross a train bridge on my bike once. That, ladies and gentlemen, was the dumbest thing I've ever done in my entire life. I can do calculus. I own property. I pay taxes. I open the door for old ladies. I'm not a menace to society. But I crossed that stupid bridge like a moron. As I was crossing, I was beginning to realize how stupid it was. My legs started shaking. Then I heard the worst sound in the world. The horn from a Diesel Engine. I looked back in disbelief - a gigantic Yellow & Grey (company's name not included to protect the innocent) engine was on my tail. There was no time to think - I was walking my bike, but I then jumped on it and peddled like never before. Thank God, I made it to the end of the bridge in time. The truth is, I have no idea how close behind me it was. I don't know if I was 5 feet from death, or 50, or 500 for that matter. I have no idea. As I rode my bike from there, I was in disbelief at how stupid I was. I revisited the site a few days later, only to see others crossing the bridge. I even tried to talk one guy out of it, but he thought I was a nut or something. I've since seen kids crossing it with a woman. I go there occasionally (it's near a pretty trail along the beach) and see others crossing the bridge. I watch in disbelief. The worst thing about the whole tragedy would have been my legacy. I could not imagine my parents dealing with this... "our son went to college, had a good career going, etc., etc. then got hit by a train". It took me about 6 months before I could hear a train whistle and not be terrified. (and this is coming from a fan of trains!) A year or two later, I was jogging with a co-worker - a very respectable man in his career, and a devout family man and religious person. During our jog, he wanted to cross a train bridge. I told him I could never do that ever again in my life, and could not let him do it either. He thought I was a little quirky too, but I finally convinced him. Maybe this is why I'm sensitive to this story of the tagger. I don't care too much about his tagging frankly. In the big picture, it's no big deal. If the guy stole my car, I still wouldn't want him to be killed by a train. The moral of my story is common sense is more important than any skill, talent, etc. in this life. Stay off the tracks.
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