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an old friend on the train

the journal of Michael Werneburg

twenty-eight years and a million words

Toronto, 2011.01.10

On Friday I had a happy chance meeting with a friend on the train. I boarded an early train and there he was.

Rod and I worked together* from 1998 to 2000**, and we saw each other occasionally whenever I was living in the city over the next five years. It was fun to catch up.

Then this morning something odd happened. We met again, on my usual morning train. I'm going to suggest that we meet up as a regular thing while I'm still staying in Oakville and taking the train.

* (for the same boss with whom I'm currently working, as it turns out)

** (or as it was then known, 19100)

rand()m quote

On the endless saga of Rob Ford, mayor of Toronto; "It shouldn't have had to come to this. I'm so tired of getting up every morning and wondering, 'What will it be today?' I'm so tired of giving the benefit of the doubt again and again, only to be let down again and again.... Somewhere a responsible adult has to appear, draw a bright moral line, tell the truth and say unequivocally what won't be tolerated. Somebody has to do the right thing."

—Denzil Minnan-Wong